Technically they have had some whopper storms recently, but it's hard to see them as anything remotely on par with all this shaking out of nowhere, something that apparently both of them are having a tough time dealing with.

"New York City," Karen replies with a little smile. "Not too far away." She starts to slide the pan back on the table, then thinks better of it and deposits it into the sink.

"I'm Karen, by the way. You live with Frank, right?"