Allison: (calls Joe at work in the middle of the night) I'm lonely.
Joe: Hi Lonely. My name is Joe.
Allison: So what do you think? What are the chances that I'll see you before today becomes tomorrow?
Joe: Uhm ... you wouldn't happen to know what the temperature in Hell is, would you? You haven't heard anything about a big freeze, maybe?
Allison: They didn't mention it on the news, no.
Joe: Mmm ... Then I'm probably gonna be here for a while.