"Did you bring your keys?"
I frowned. "Keys? I don't have any keys. I've never had keys."
Martin's furrowed brow was dark and set, as if he were attempting to mimic me. "You didn't get keys from the boss?"
He sighed. "Welp," he said, crossing his arms. "Looks like we're stuck in the cold for another hour."
"Joy," I muttered, staring helplessly through the window at the empty office.