Greatwater Lake but he sang louder and louder inside the house

Clarence smiled, reading nothing but pleasantry from the man. It was nice, seeing a friendly face. "Me, too," he responded, then tipped his head to the side. "I hang out here a lot. And... I felt like going on a walk. It's a nice night." 

He looked over at the water - the moon was reflecting off of it. It was probably the first time he'd seen the moon in weeks. His attention, however, was quickly drawn back to his companion. "What's your name?" he inquired. "I'm Clarence."