[Cold. It's too damn cold! He instinctively wanted to adjust himself to a shape more appropriate for this weather but that was dicey even with the Glamor.

Sinbad immediately stopped in the middle of explaining what is genre fiction and lets out a low, aggravated sigh as he glances outside]

All right. I know you're not going to pay attention to a thing I say, and it's looking pretty bad. Class dismissed, and please head straight to your-

[The lights flicker]

...figures.

[Then the power cuts off, a second later a huge, rattling sneeze can be heard]