"Absolutely," he answered easily and followed her out. Outside the sky was lightening gray, but the streetlights were still on, ghostly points of light in a wet fog hanging over the sidewalk. People ambled through the chilly fog with their heads down, probably still wishing they were asleep or nightowls headed home for bed. Preternaturally chipper, Danny remarked that the fog would burn off once the sun was up, and leaned against Jess's building while he stretched his legs before they started to run.