Billy: Becky, yes, it is not fall. It is winter.

Becky: It is cold outside, Billy.

Billy: Becky, it is very cold.

Becky: Billy, it is so cold that my gingerbread girl may freeze.

Billy: It is that cold, Becky.

Becky: Billy, if she freezes, she may break.

Billy: Becky, we can run. The gingerbread girl can run. Running will keep us warm.

Becky: Let's run, Billy! Let's run, Gingerbread Girl!