Astrid caught the jacket in hand, then swung it over her shoulders in a fluid move that really gave the impression that she had more grace than she really did. It was more that she was a jacket person by nature, so putting a jacket on was about as casual as it got. "Yeah, all set. My hide shall be intact should your motorcycle turn into a speeding machine of death and destruction."
Jeez, he was already out the door! Astrid hurried after him just before he locked the door, then started walking with him down the hallway. "So... how'd you find out about this barbecue place we're going to?" Astrid asked, genuinely trying to figure out how he'd managed to find any good food here that wasn't in Boston itself.