Danny finally rouses, but it's not enough to push him out of bed so much as he sits up with Zulu prowling about his lap curiously, sniffing and whining before plopping right back down, which is as good a sign as any for Danny to follow suit and curl back into the well-worn sheets, pulling the covers right back over his head.

The suit he was supposed to wear (hung lovingly in the closet) goes ignored and Danny remains in the sweats.