"As far as the run," he continued, "I suggest what I've already mentioned, although I wouldn't mind a chance to check out our new hangout."  He looked to Coyote.  "Assuming, of course, that you're offering your garage as a safehouse, which might be presumptive of me."  His hand started to reflexively reach for Rave's leg, until he noticed and stopped himself before making contact, trying to at least behave himself on their first run.  Not that his thoughts weren't already drifting.