Woman: Yeah. My fingers are numb.

Man: So, do you often ski here?

Woman: No, this is my first time. Actually, this is my first time skiing ... ever.

Man: So, how do you like it so far?

Woman: The snow is great [ Yeah ...], but it's too crowded. You know, two people crashed into me on my first run, and some stupid skier was going way too fast ... drove me into some trees. [ Wow! ] I crashed and lost one of my gloves. [ Oh, man. ] Fortunately, I had an extra pair with me.

Man: Wow. Well, did the woman stop and apologize?

Woman: No, it was a man. I'm certain of it. He just ... he just laughed at me. Why do you think it was a woman, anyway?

Man: Uh, well, no reason. I mean, well, you know.

Woman: What? You know what?

Man: Uh, uh, nothing.

Woman: Yeah. You just wait until I find that guy.

Man: Uh, well, what are you going to do to him, I mean, if you find him?

Woman: First, I'm going to break his skis. [ Oh, well ... ] And then, I'm going to take his picture and post it on Facebook.

Man: Uh, don't you think that's a little drastic? Perhaps, it was a simple mistake. And how are you going to identify him anyway?

Woman: Oh, that's easy. He was wearing bright red boots and a purple hat ... um, just like yours. Heh, heh, heh ...

Man: Now, now, now. Wait, wait! Yeah. What do you mean? [ Yeah ... ] Wait! Why are you looking at me? You don't think it was me, do you? ... Do you like jazz music?

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Man: Whew! It's pretty cold today.