Jay glanced at the door to the outside. He almost grimaced. He was from a desert people. February in New York was not his thing.

"Sure." He could just think of it as a warm up to jogging around Central Park later. Boo was covered in fur and could disappear down Jay's shirt if his big, floppy ears got cold. Jay started toward the door. He opened it for Ms. Pryde-Wisdom to go through it first.