Sam and Shosanna
"It's perfect weather for me. Well, aside from snow." He flashed a smile. "What can I say, I like it cold. More excuses for trying to warm up," he added with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.
"And you're welcome. It's nice to share a day like this with a friend." Sam reached for her hand, to hold in his own. Maybe it was a date, or maybe it was just two friends hanging out it didn't matter what they called it, they were spending time together.
Some part of him wondered if he should tell her about his evening with Jack. Maybe he should, but he didn't really have an obligation to tell her. He'd consider it, and if it felt right to tell her, he would.