Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh-ride together with you, Part the Second

Okay, so this evening it was cool. Probably 55-60 degrees. I admit I wore a light sweater to this activity I went to (sorry, I just ended that sentence with a preposition). A friend was wearing a fleece, and yeah, I didn't think he looked crazy. But, then a girl came in, looking fresh from the slopes, wearing: 1) sweatery head-wrap thing 2) thick, sweatery scarf 3) fleece-lined coat number one 4) fleece-lined ski coat number two; once more re-affirming my opinion that Texans are totally over-reacting to the lovely temperatures. Once more, I am obliged to ask, 'you know it's not winter, right?'