Willie had never really thought about the climate. He missed the sunny beaches of California, however, he did not exactly feel the weather or react to it. Sun rays warmed his soul in a heartfelt manner not literal.
"Woah... you're an artist? Those are amazing." His gaze had been caught by the illuminations. "It looks like something you would find in some kind of wizard's book or something."
High cheekbones crescented his eyes as he grinned from ear to ear. "What climate suits you better? Maybe the hotel will take us." Pulling his own hair back, Willie took the seat across from the other, making sure not to bother their artwork- in case it wasn't dry or something.