Nick smirked for the familiar indignation, but he caught her with his TK before she hit the ground. Can't let her get brain damage. "Cassie. Got it."
He pulled his shirt on, got his jeans buttoned then crammed his feet into some shoes. As he put Cassie on her feet again, this time on the floor, he pulled out his phone to start scrolling the network to see if this shit was happening all over the hotel. Oh look! Yep.
"C'mon, rugrat." HA! Someone just became his best friend! "There's a guy making pancakes."