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BLAME THE GROUNDHOG!
"What's wrong, Steve?" a concerned Danny Williams asked as he entered the big office. The boss gave the younger man a look that could melt the South Pole.
"That damn groundhog, that's what!" McGarrett growled. "Snow! On the Pali!" He paused as he realized what Dan was wearing: a wool hat and a heavy Aran sweater. "Come on. Danno. It's not that cold!"
"It's fifty degrees out there. I'm freezing. Chin's got a wool muffler."
"My kids are asking for a snow day," Kelly smiled. "They want to have a snowball fight and go sledding."
"And you should see Kono," Danny said. "He's wearing that old orange down jacket he got when we went to that conference in Boston a couple of years ago.
Steve stifled a laugh. He could picture the big Hawaiian. "He must look like a Halloween pumpkin!"
"More like a giant orange popsicle."
"Dat what I feel like, Boss," Kono grumbled as he joined the rest of the team. He unzipped the jacket and reached for a cup of coffee, cradling the mug in his hands. "We gonna arrest dat groundhog 'Phil da Snowpunk' anytime soon? I'm ready for sunshine, not rain and more rain."
"Punxsutawney Phil," Dan corrected. "Miss G. saw her shadow, too." Noticing the other men's perplexed looks, he added, "She's the Massachusetts groundhog."
"Every state got one of dose things?" Kono questioned. "Why don't we?"
"We don't need one," Steve laughed, "not when we've got Five-O detectives dressed for winter in New England!"