With a smile and a nod, James slides out of the booth pleased that Davin agreed to come back to his house with him. A club was no place to ride out a snowstorm. "Great, let's go," he says, leading them towards the exit. "I would offer to take you by your house, but the roads were already pretty bad when I got here."

He had prepared for the storm adequately, but he wishes he'd known that Davin would be coming over. But, atleast he has enough food and drinks to get them through the night because at this late hour,nearly everything would be closed. "I hope that's okay."