"Warm, with a light breeze. Low chance of tourists," Harmonia replied with a smile, leaning off her front porch and looking down the road toward the ocean. But then she paused, with a noticeable catch in her voice -even over the phone, when something caught her eye. "... 100% Chance of shirtless, hardbodies at the coast..." which was drawled out as she tried to discreetly -as if she were merely on her porch, sipping tea and on the phone- visually appreciate the attractive one moving down the road passed her house.
She swallowed. Hard. "This is your Lana'i Local Update that you will not get from the Weather Channel."
Turning around, resting her bottom on the rail to avoid staring any further at the obvious eyecandy passing her house, "how's the land of the ice and snow... I mean... other than the ice and snow?"