"As far as I can tell, it's all one temperate zone," he answers with a shrug. "Except around the villa, which is more or less under Lucifer's control. The rest of the place goes through four seasons, but given how mercurial the place is, I wouldn't swear to it that that's a guarantee for the future."

Well, it didn't take long for these two to make friends. "You have a point," he agrees cheerfully. "So I won't be in the doghouse either if I encourage you."