Jo smiles.
"Now, let's sleep. It's about that time anyways."
(Indeed!)
///Skipping forward a few months; Jo and Nikki have their fake I.D.s, the kitten has settled in well and Jo is now mostly domesticated///
"Nikki, time for dinner!" Jo calls out cheerfully, his bright pink flowery apron wrapped around his waist like it always is when he cooks.