Angel nodded, resting her chin on Iggy's shoulder. That sounded better. Besides, most places were closed at night. Dinner and sleep sounded nice.
Angel looked around. Iggy couldn't see, so maybe he didn't know. "There are people around," she said cautiously. She remembered the last time they were here, when they flew in the restaurant and people put pictures in the paper. Iggy was older than her, though, and smarter. If he thought it was best, she would listen to him. They could fly up really high, maybe.