"Yes," Ollie insisted with a nod of his head, "you are." Perhaps it was the male inability to understand them that made them seem crazy? Whatever it was, Oliver had come to terms with it ... at least when it came to the two woman sitting over on the bench. They could argue all they liked, but tick them off and watch them go. Crazy. The lot of them.
Content to continue with his own snowman, he was expertly (or at least he thought so) molding the perfect keeper of snow. As he continued, he had an ear out for their conversation, smirking at Katie's exclaim about Penny's better looking player and Penny's suggestion of snow giants. Really, he wasn't that tall.
Finishing the snow keeper, he shot Katie a dry look when she insisted his chest was not big enough. "Carrot me and hush," he called, nodding toward the box of carrots in which Penny was currently snacking from. Once the carrot was in place, he grinned triumphantly and moved back toward the girls. "And I'm not doing any snow giants. I have enough snow down my shirt as it is."