Chase sighed in relief once his coat was off and his foot was up. He was still uncomfortable, but as he snaked his hand into Kiley's and leaned his head back against the booth, he thought he just might be able to fall asleep like that. He nodded at the question of something to drink, mumbling that cocoa would be awesome, and mentally reminded himself to thank Tobias later if he actually did fall asleep. And Oliver and Edwin. And to tell Kiley that he loved her, preferably when Pam wasn't potentially taking notes. It was only when he felt himself settling into a relieved quiet that he noticed what sounded like the gentle clucking of a chicken. Maybe he'd ask about that later too.