"It took a long time for me to find that glass pitcher of cool-aid." He raises a hand and some snow rises from the ground, under it Excalibur. The sword is in a display case made of ice crystals. "Yeah. Take it."
"Nothing much." He puts his hands in his pockets. "Trying to find two snow crystals that are the same. You know what they say, 'no two snowflakes are the same'. I beg to differ."