Yeah. It's hard to drive in the fog, so I've been walking to work.

[ Otherwise he'd offer to drive Noni home, as he would if he'd come in during one of his afternoon shifts instead of the evening, but the fog here in the city is a lot thicker than what he's normally used to as well. It's probably because the city's right up against the ocean, he thinks as he sticks a straw into the cup and stirs the chocolate into the milk until it dissolves part way, then sets the disposable cup in front of Noni so he can do the rest. ]

It'll probably be like this until next month? Then snow.

[ There's never good weather... He wants summer back. ]