That question again. He shrugged. "Not voluntarily. I like nights. Everything seems easier at night." People got happier, weather got milder - at least in the desert - and it all seemed easier to smile at once the sun went down. "And I answered that other question backward, didn't I? Easier to talk about favourites. Least favourite is that weird shade that's somewhere between yellow and green and just looks ill. There's probably an exact name for it, but I haven't looked at enough paint chips to know it.

"And I guess it's my turn to ask you. When you reach for your all-purpose tool, which one is it?"