Yeah, it's pretty rough out, [ he agrees sympathetically, and flips the sign over to scrape up the remnants of her snowy explosion, careful not to pry up the sidewalk while he's at it. he moves it over to the side, piling it onto a curb out of the way. ]

If you want to get out of this for a while, I can probably get you to Central and then finish up here. [ he hefts the sign. ] Or you explode, I'll scrape? [ he thought about using his heat vision to melt the whole mess, but with the weather being like it is, he's pretty sure it'll just cause more problems. ]