And Jono, in turn, hung up and scooped Joni up off his lap, settling her on his shoulder so that he could make a grab for his jacket. It was no Icicle out there, no, but that didn't mean he was going outside at this hour of the night in November without some layers.

After scribbling a quick note for Hannibal - not that he figured he was going to be out all hours of the night, but it couldn't hurt to cover his bases - he slipped out the front door and headed for the Boards.