It seems like it'd be rather chilly to make a journey all that way... but considering how she was dealing with the snow from earlier, Joker supposes she's one of those types who cares for it.

"Well someone's been busy, then! Still a bit behind, 'tho." He winks at her. "My gal is just about 50, and a couple are past that." Oops, he's right back to poking her and the Rapidash gives a sigh around the broom handle in her mouth.