Not exactly, but it's better to start moving than stand in the snow like that ..

... even if this seems a rather odd arrangement.
The two pople with the least physical strength, doing the heavier task, while the least tidy and methodical ones, get to sort things inside the house.
But no one has really the desire to discuss right now...

After having unloaded the car together, while Isaac starts to inspect the house, Luke begins to carry inside their light luggage.
Since they are plannig to spend only one night here and not doing much sleeping either, they've packed more or less just an emergency change of clothes, pjamas and toothbrushes.
Obviously the heaviest it's Harper's one, containing also something 'nicer' for the party.
Luke has to struggle a bit to take it inside thorough the fresh snow, but he can't really complain, being the actual 'final user', so to say.

Recovered a couple of shovels and some tarp from the toolshed, Harper has started to clear alone the area surrounding the entrance.
Ethan instead has shoveled a tidy ditch around his car, and now is lovingly covering it with the tarp before joining her.

Three hours later, their are all inside, sat on around the table together.

Ethan and Harper look totally exhausted, clearing all the perimeter of the house form a layer up to three feet thick of snow, was definetly more than they could chew.
It could have been a nice warm up for them at least, if they wouldn't have ended up wetting their heads and pants when, a while ago, it started to snow again .
They seem quite pissed of at each other also.
Surely they had some time to argue out there...

Isaac and Luke, have brought all that was in car inside,
baggages, two boxes full of liquors, decorations and foodstuff for the party, snacks mostly, stowing everything in its place.
A lighter, boring job, wich didn't warm them nearly at all, but done partly indoor.

"Ok guys, a few service informations:

-One bathroom, that way, the boiler capacity is not that great, it can barely last three hot showers, keep that in mind, don't waste water.

-Kitchen, over there, last century tech, no fridge, low energy consumption, perfect for the old oil-fueled electric generator of the house, moreso given that uncle didn't refuel last time he came...
It's possible that we'll be **** to borrow some oil from the car for tonight.

-Two bedrooms, double beds, upstairs, sorry E.T., sorry
Harpy, me and Lucky have already tossed a coin to decide wich one to take.

-Fireplace, needs wood, it would be best to have it lighted before night falls.
Should be all, for now."

"This place is a freezing dump, it's nothing at all like you described it, Isy! I wanna get back home, right now!" Whines Harper, shivering and breathing into her hands.

"Calm down, Pumpkin, we'll work something out, isn't it, Isy? Can't we turn on the heating or something?"Intervenes her boyfriend.

"No can't do, i'm sorry. I'll explain myself better, there is no 'heating' in this house, just the fireplace. The stove out in the toolshed it's only for the water and the gas tank supplies only the kitchen burner and oven." Replies them seraphic Isaac.

"Still better than, being outside, don't you think?" He adds rubbing his hands together and then breathing on them.

"Fuck this place! Your house is freezing **** trap, dude, how do you expect us to survive like this?" Snaps Ethan, shivering incontrollably.

"Move, keep yourself busy, chop some wood, that would help greatly ... I don't know, maybe do a few squats?"

"Alchool, we have plenty, right?"

"It's barely noon, woman, what the hell! Besides, you know i can't drink..."

"Besides, you know i don't care ..." She mocks him.

"Have some tea then, genius."She adds.

"Oh. That would be ... agreeable. Two tablespoon of sugar and on of honey for me."

"I wasn't offering myself to do it for you..."

"You proved already useless enough out there, woman, try get useful at least inside the kitchen, that should be you natural habitat, shouldn't it?"

"Hey! You were the one who assigned me to do that! And now i feel sweaty and dirty ... and i'm wet ... and i'm freezing! What's you're damn problem?"

"Sigh ... how can you keep dating her ,Luke? She can't even appreciate when someone gets her wet ..."

"Dude..."

"Who else thinks Harper should prepare some tea for everyone?" He replies quickly raising his hand.

"Fuck you, E.T.! I'm not your friggin' servant ... "

"Pumpkin, calm down please! Maybe it's actually better to leave the alchool alone for now and have everyone some hot tea, don't you think?" Intervenes Luke, immdiately silenced by his girlfried glare.