"Greenhouses..." Roman echoed. He bet THOSE were warm! He would have to stake out one of those. Why hadn't he thought of that before? Something Zack said snagged his ear though. "Jungle?"

This guy didn't look like he was from a jungle! He was wearing a turtleneck. Roman had been on the road and eavsdropped on enough bar conversations to be able to tell when someone had some stories they were saving up. And this guy? He was bored. You could almost taste it in the air.

Or maybe that was lavender.

Roman turned away from a display of yellow roses and approached the counter. He spotted business cards in a little tray and picked one up. Never knew when it could come in handy. "Roman. What about the jungle? Did you really live there?"