Ah, I see. My apologies. The coldest it gets in summer, depending on my location, is fifty degrees. The warmest is one-hundred twenty-two. [ What a range, John! Feel free to ask her for tips. ]

I see. I did not take you for one from the valley. Our valleys are slightly primitive, and are somewhat of a place for washed up veterans to go after their service. It's where they get artificial metallic limbs to replace their fallen ones. As a result, it has a blue-collar industrial element to itself too. [ it's still a dnw-totally gross place in Lust's opinion. So gross it remains standing to this very day! ]

Self-expression and warmth creates grace. If it's confident in itself, it's exuding grace. [ not really. this sentence is as real as john's mountain man skills. ]