The fog & wind
Last summer, a guy I know took his girlfriend to Outside Lands. “Wear layers,” he said. “It’s warm now but it will be cold later,” he reminded her. But she had some crazy notion in her head that she wanted to wear her trendy “festival” outfit and so a skimpy dress and sandals it was. “Fine,” he conceded. “But just don’t complain when you’re cold.” To which she readily agreed. Of course, then Karl showed up to the party, she forgot her promise, complained non-stop, and they broke up a week later.