Jim nodded.  "Yeah."  His eye moved and he looked at his boss's office door and shrugged.  "I can't see any reason why not?  I mean, other than a certain death, but its not like this is going to be a job I miss, right?"  He blinked down at the woman's arm.  "Uhm."  He pointed at it.  "I don't know if this is a good sign, or if you arm is about to burst into flames but that thing is glowing."  He coughed nervously and indicated the door and the green car behind it.  "Come on.  We'll take my car.  Is so beaten up anyways.  Going headfirst into danger won't do anything to its resale value."