Kurt thought there were both pros and cons to winter. On the pro side there's an entire wardrobe selection available that he couldn't wear during the summer. Sweaters, coats, gloves... He would put scarves on this list, but he managed to make them work all year long.
On the cons side was the fact that the cold, dry air caused him to have to step up his nightly moisturizing routine even more than usual. And the fact that cold was never very comfortable in the first place. Not that it was comfortable when it was hot, either, but that was neither here nor there.
At least Kurt could be thankful for the fact that of the two times he had shown up in Lawrence, Kansas, he had never shown up in nothing but a towel. He was always fully clothed, even if it wasn't always seasonably appropriate wear.
When Mike brought the Jeep to a stop at the curb Kurt looked around carefully, trying to spot a blond that he had never actually met but knew of anyway. After a quick moment of that being entirely useless, he let down the window, stuck his head out and yelled a quick, "Sam!" Hopefully, if the guy was nearby he would respond to the call.