Danny likes to believe that he's the smartest man in any room. Given who his co-workers are, he'd say that's accurate.

He feels the intensity spike when Hedwig looks him in the eyes. Now would be a good time to pull the emergency brake if he's going to, but noone could look at Danny like that and expect him to back down from the challenge.

"Is the Pope," he replies, removing his hands and digging them into the hem of his t-shirt, then lifting his arms and contorting his torso to strip it off, "hiding something?"