[This blizzard is suddenly interrupted by singing from your journal. It starts off with Fujiko singing.]

I really can't stay, I've got to go away, this evening has been so very nice...

[But it's soon interrupted by a much masculine voice; one belonging to Arsene Lupin III for those who might recognize it.]
I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice.

[Fujiko, for what it's worth, barely misses a beat, just keeps singing on... though suddenly modifying the lyrics a bit.]
Pops will start to worry.
Beautiful, what's your hurry?
He'll start pacing the floor.
Listen to that wind roar. [Seems she's not the only one who can change things around.]
So really you'd better scurry
Beautiful, please don't hurry
Well, maybe just a half a drink more.
Keep singing while I pour.
The neighbors might think - Baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink - I'd likely go mad out there
I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no, sir - Mind if I move a little closer
At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense in hurting my pride?
You really can't stay - Baby don't hold out
[Then both together.]

Ahh, but it's cold outside

[That's enough for Fujiko to pause her singing though.] How did you get in anyway?

Magic babe. [He's trying to be suave and cool... though for Lupin we'll see how long that lasts. Either way Fujiko doesn't buy it much. There's a small sound like she's stifling a giggle and then goes back to singing, after shutting off the recording.]

[ooc: responses can be directed to just Fujiko or Lupin, or both as you wish! Carolers joining in is encouraged!]