Oh, he had her now. While there was a good number of people now, not a lot of them were substantial. Claire wasn't exactly large, she was just this side of pocket size, but she wasn't transparent by any means. As soon as he caught sight of her, Sam let his snowball fly. Without even taking cover, he immediately began forming another snowball. His plan was to throw as many as possible in her general direction and hope some of them connected.

"You wouldn't have hit my face if I didn't turn!" he shouted. "In fact, I think I hit your snowball with my face, not the other way around."