*McCree stands in a blizzard at the edge of a small town*
Monster Hunter McCree: I’ve been searching for you for a while now. Why don’t you show yourself before I freeze to death?
Rime Sombra: *materializes from a gust of snowflakes* I was being entertained by the idea of you just accepting your fate, but, humans so rarely comply.
McCree: Huh, you’re right. Listen here, winter nymph, you’re gonna have to stop terrorizing this town—
Sombra: *holds up one icy nail* Oh no, no. I am not a winter nymph.
McCree: Pardon? You’re not a winter nymph?
Sombra: *arches an eyebrow* Do you really think those delicate creatures could conjure up such a snap freeze? Please, give me a little more credit.
McCree: Demon flurry?
Sombra: Nope.
McCree: *scratches his ice tipped beard* A zephyr?
Sombra: Try again.
McCree: Well… I’m afraid I’ve never quite had an encounter such as this. You are a mystery, ma’am.
Sombra: *rolls her eyes* Of course. And here I thought I found someone fun. Although, I am intrigued by the flame in your arm… Do you mind extinguishing it?
McCree: *holds up his prosthetic, glowing left arm* Couldn’t turn this off if I wanted to, Miss…?
Sombra: *gives a cheeky smile* Hmmm, looks like we’ll both have to keep guessing. *vanishes into a flurry*