Hillary had not always believed in climate change, but recently substantial evidence started piling up.
The first obvious alteration occurred when she visited Cedar Rapids—for the fifth time—and found out she was unable to chill. The temperature had risen so much that she could only warm. Then later that day, she waltzed over to the ice box to re-cool her lemonade, but there was no ice. It melted because of climate change; she was sure of it.
She had to warn the scientists.
Promptly, she ripped her smartphone out of the pocket on her chest and texted NOAA, NASA, and any other four-letter organizations she could think of. Her warnings were received with partial solemnity. Hillary's work was cut out for her, and now all she needed to do was spring into action.