"I really do seem to have a better track record," Paul laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. He wasn't sure why, but it was fun to prove the weatherman wrong. Yeah, 'fun.' If that was his idea of fun, he already knew what a sad individual he was. "I can give you up to the minute weather alerts if you want," he offered jokingly. "But it's helpful like if I want to go sailing. No one wants to sail right into a storm."