"There's an idea," she quipped, leaning forward with her palms around her glass. Jessica considered Nick's suggestion with a thoughtful frown. "It could be good for me," she eventually said, more earnestly. "Space. Maybe that's what I need. Self-discovery." Jessica smiled faintly into her drink. It was something to think about. Something different. She turned to Nick, amused by him and his cat on his shoulder (had anyone taken a picture of this? she wondered), and inwardly laughed. They were quite a pair, she had to admit. "Enough about me," she insisted, watching him. "How have you been?"