"I never have, either," Carla Jean says as she takes the bottle from him, admittedly a little pleased not to be the only one of them for whom that's the case. It's not like she's felt alone in that before, knowing well a couple of other people who'd never lived in a city before this as well, but still, they're few and far between. Besides, having him just about echo the sentiment that's been running through her head makes her feel a little less nuts for deciding to come up here on a winter evening. "Most of the time, I don't really get it, but this... this, I get. Worth puttin' up with the cold for it."