Katie remembered the man, but she didn't think she ever got his name. He had been the hero with the flashlight on the night of the blackout. Luckily, Katie was in a much better mood tonight. Electricity helped in that, as did alcohol. She turned to him and smiled almost grudgingly. "Thank you. I found it appropriate." It was also ridiculously comfy. "Not working tonight? Or just can't find any girls in stairwells to save?"