"Productive! I'm wrapping up something kind of dance-y. Kind of a summer anthem for the dead of winter," I say with a shrug, foot tapping to the beat in my head without my even realizing it. I take another big bite of food and wash it down with a swig of soda, reaching for a napkin to wipe my face.

"And what's up with you?" I ask him, because while Jamie is the type of person to do nice things for no reason, he looks like he might have something on his mind. "You look thinky."