"I grew up here. You'd think I'd remember a jacket." Then again, he was being high jacked by Hetty. It wasn't as if he had planned to go out. "Here, catch." He tossed the keys to G, before taking out the key to his room and going inside for his jacket, with gloves and hat for good measure.
He locked the room again and put his clothes off. "The sun is out in full force. It's the heat that's missing, G. It's all the way to the South side, before the officer lane or whatever they call it here. Hetty picked it so if you don't like it, go complain to her."