"In my defense..." Jeff starts, fully prepared to come up with a very good reason for falling in a snowbank and looking like an idiot in front of a ruggedly handsome stranger... "That snowbank tricked me. It was deeper than it looked."

And then he winces, because yeah, that's a terrible excuse. Makes him sound like he was just outwitted by a pile of snow. At least they've got more important things to deal with here than Jeff's inability to handle the elements, such as the fact that, apparently? Jeff's far from the only person to just find themselves in this creepy fucking town.

(And here he'd thought Negan was just a townie.)

"Jeff." He smiles, perking up at the offer of a warm place. "Dude, that would be a lifesaver! I'm from California; my balls are so not built for the snow!"