Lola had not expected a snowball to fly back in return. Why shouldn't she have really was the question? It was the obvious reaction and response of someone who would have taken the initial hit with a light heart. Lola though felt contract of snow to her shoulder and opened her mouth as if to gasp. She held out her hands gesturing fake confusion. She really wished to play up the whole, what why me? Though she couldn't keep a straight face, as a smile began to sneak over her lips.
She took a step closer to him before ducking down to get a bit of snow in her hand again. With a smile upon her face, she balled up the snow. A devious look on her face as she held the formed snowball in hand. A raised eyebrow and a question filled the gap between them. Would she throw it? Or would she just drop the effort made. Hell no, she wouldn't drop it. Lola tossed the snowball at the bloke down the way. She was having fun with it. She took a few steps forward thinking, that perhaps she should duck behind something for cover from potential incoming snowballs. Though maybe she should have gone to introduce herself? Nah, that took the fun out of it. If he wanted a snowball fight he would get one.