She changed while she was waiting before standing to go looking out the window at the twinkling city, her arms crossed.
"Mmhm," she said, turning to face him. She slipped her arms over his shoulders and kissed him lightly. "Ready."
Poppy woke up early the next morning and shifted out of Francis' embrace. Slipping out of the warm bed, she put on her slippers and walked down the hallway into the main room. She had work to do.