She laughed. "Oh, the poor woman. Though the former things likely caused the latter," she said, grinning.
"I've been a night owl for years," she admitted. The wolf preferred the night. "Worked a lot of night jobs. It can put a crimp in social life sometimes, but while day time fun is all well and good, the night is where the real fun is," she said, an impish expression on her face. "And working the club, well, you don't get off til the morning anyway."
She nodded, fingers lightly stroking the back of his neck. "Sounds good to me," she told him. "I'm usually up for just about anything."