Hey, it takes a serious guy to pull off a toque with a pompom on the top.

[ Jack's gaze dims at the question. It occurred to him, briefly, to ask how Tim knew... but then, there was really on a few ways, right? And at this point, he didn't really have a standing to object to any of them. ]

I knew the magic was in the snow. It... it did what it was supposed to do: it gave people a chance to be happy if they wanted it.

[ He braces for what he assumes is an inevitable outburst. ]