Her hands happily dropped the frigid snowball back to the ground as her eyes took note of his surrendering pose. While she had not wanted to be the one to surrender, and admit defeat having stated it out of the blue, but her hands where happy. What had she been thinking? Well she had not thought it through completely obviously. As she got up to her feet and dusted the cold snow from her butt, she realized just how silly this all was. It was probably best her opponent in this cold endeavor had surrendered as her clothing was not meant for such fun.
She breathed into her hands hoping to warm them as he walked towards her. Lola figured it would be the polite thing to do, after the battle was over, to walk with him inside. And maybe you know offer him a drink or something, as neither of them had come prepared for a snowball fight. But she wasn't sure one would be prepared for it anyway in the midst of the outbreak. Lola knew she only had collected what she had found, and it probably was the same for everyone else.