19-Gray
Daphne scowled as she looked out of the window of their home at the Montana. "I hate this!"
Niles moved the book he was reading away from his face. "What do you hate?"
"This! I hate this bloody Seattle weather! It's always gray and dreary and it rains all the time! It's as though we're expected to stay indoors looking for ways to occupy ourselves. We're all alone and-."
Their eyes locked and the book fell from Niles hand as they moved together entangled in each other's arms, engaged in a series of passionate kisses, no longer noticing the weather.