Good. Jess doesn't look at him but she can feel the edge cut into his composure. He was getting a little giddy for her taste. She needs some booze in her system before that goes down too easy.

"Sounds like me and my last relationship." It's a brief ride, uninterrupted by other tenants. The beauty of short buildings: Minimal small talk. The cab judders to a standstill and the doors slide open, allowing them into the lobby. Jess heads out first, letting him fall behind until they're on the street and it's his turn to lead the way.