He smiled as he looked at the camera, shifting his feet slightly to get a better pose as he did his forecast.

"So, tomorrow is supposed to be warmer, but with that comes the possibility of some rain in the later afternoon..."

As he talked, his voice and his hand motions were basically on autopilot. He could do a weather forecast in his sleep. His issue, at the moment was making sure his movements were natural and smooth. While he had been practicing and had gotten better in heels, he was a long way from being as good as he wanted for something like this and is mind had to focus there rather than on what was supposed to be his actual task.

As he talked, going over the forecast him and his team had decided upon based on the models and their own experience, he couldn't help but every so often see himself in a monitor as he went about it. While he didn't show it outwardly, inwardly he was still surprised at how he looked. After all, his head was grafted onto the new employee's body after that accident, turning him from the weather man to weather woman with one experimental surgery and despite it being a couple of months past that he still could not help but be surprised for a second or two every so often by his appearance.

He concluded his forecast and turned the broadcast over to sports, and he went off of the broadcast set back to a producer. She looked at him and smiled, taking a sip of her coffee as she did, and he knew he had nailed it with that. Well, one more day in the bag, and he felt he was finally getting the hang of doing this with his new body. Finally.