A few steps down and he crossed over to drop down on one of the stone benches in the garden, regarding Veronica. "Once you use them a couple of times, they cease being mad skills and become the norm for you," he quipped, laughing.
It was a chiller than usual, the lack of sun not only wreaking havoc with the people, but the weather as well. There was nothing to warm and the nice LA weather had gone downhill quickly. "You could always beat up a bush. They're willing and...there."