Kay met Johan's laugh with a sullen frown, almost a pout, except she never would have admitted it. Maybe he was used to glaciers and frigid climates, but she lived in California, where the only snow that showed up happened to be the cotton stuff in Christmas window displays! All she did was mutter unhappily about being from different parts of the globe, however.

"If you're fine in that, just stay up here." She wriggled closer to the edge of the roof, gauging the distance to the ground and deciding that she could indeed jump it. It was only a little higher up than one of the windows she'd slipped through to rescue her prosecutor friend. "This'll only take a few minutes!"