Eying her bulky jacket, and possibly even bulkier underclothes, Remington felt a little sorry for Sam. While he was resistant to weather, she was adverse to the cold. He laughed at her half-joke, "Well, you could always hug your bike, that'll keep you warm."
"You told me to!" When she twisted his arms down, he turned his head and stuck his tongue at her, "So what am I under arrest for? Was I too slow at being kidnapped by a silly high school girl?"