"Hm...?" He'd been eating a bowl of fruit and perusing the latest gossip rag when Mary approached him; the incubus liked keeping up on all the salacious speculation about who was screwing whom and why and where, and all of the scandals involving drugs and liquor and lesbian hookups and what straight attractive star had been caught sneaking out of his best friend's hotel room...
The weather here was so much better than it had been in Kansas. A little more humid, perhaps, but at least it was cooler; even a drop of five degrees made all the difference in the world.
A smile bloomed on the incubus's face as he looked down at the small woman; she was quite lovely, in her own way. And--was she? Another, like him? He was very nearly positive just from her smell...