Neville nodded. "Maybe I'm just getting confused," he agreed, frowning at his drink. Maybe they'd been worried about snow for Halloween, or something.
"It'll be be," Darl said to Acevona with a proud smirk, though he knew nothing of the sort. He wondered if they'd all be wrong, and the snow would come sometime in January. In which case, he'd be the closest anyway? He chuckled at his own thoughts.
Sipping the last of his drink, Neville smiled around the table. "So should we refill, or head in for the evening?"