"Only if you swear we never discuss this moment again." Came a grumble from the bushes. Because if he planned on talking about it, she'd rather be stuck there, thanks.

The city itself was, on the surface, nothing too distinct or unique. A bank on one corner, a school on the other, but mainly tall towers just about everywhere. While the sound of cars and police sirens could be heard, nothing actually came across the streets. The night was illuminated by street lamps, and the occasional flicker by an office window by someone working late. There were stars and a full moon, with the latter gleaming more light and the former harder to see. Nothing noteworthy, nothing spectacular - and yet apparently important enough to materialize.