Lana glanced to him at his answer, and she nodded slightly. "Sure," she replied. "Thought maybe they just handed them out randomly sometimes," she said with a shrug before she focused on the outside again.
Well, maybe he wasn't feeling well or something. It'd explain the pajamas, at least. She could get behind that; if she was feeling crappy she wouldn't want to take her dog out or talk with someone. So instead, Lana focused on the puppy. She eyed the snow, figured she was going to freeze her ankles and soak the cuffs of her sweats, but oh well.
Picking her way carefully through the snow, she approached the puppy to try to entice her to play. Maybe Marco didn't want to chat, but as long as Bearbear was outside, Lana may as well kill a couple minutes playing with her. Cold as she was going to get, she figured she'd head up and take a hot shower, and put on nice warm clothes and settle back into her movies once the puppy was back inside.