Her choice didn’t make much sense to him. Daniel raised an eyebrow at Alex as she said that a walk sounded nice. It made him wonder if he had miscalculated her interest in him as she seemed a bit unwilling to consider the cab option. A cab would have given him a decent excuse to get a little closer to her during the short ride and it would have been more comfortable than walking out in the cold. The decision threw him off momentarily but Daniel was quick to recover. Biting back a small sting of disappointment over the decision she made, he smiled at her and nodded his head. "Alright." he said as he moved to fall in step besides her. 

As she went on to ask him about his work, he smirked a little. "I'm a field director for a campaign firm.. Basically, I'm the guy who oversees events, canvassing, and managing the people who call to pester you about voting for their candidate." he explained with an amused glint in his expression. Daniel gave his shoulders a small shrug as he thought about his job. "We mainly run small local elections.. Anyways, my work's really not that thrilling but it pays good so I can't complain. But I can promise you that's the most boring thing about me." he added with a flirtatious wink. He kept the fact that his job was just a mere stepping stone to himself. Largely because he wasn't sure what her opinions on politics, or more specifically politicians were. A good amount of people didn't find them very trustworthy and that wasn't quite the label he was looking to have at the moment. 

He shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants as the cold night air began to make them grow a little cold. Daniel snuck a glance towards Alex, wondering how she was faring. Surely she had to be at least chilly. Off handedly, he wished he had a jacket to offer her but since he hadn't planned on being outside on this late adventure, he hadn't bothered to bring one. Still wishing to offer some form of warmth, he shifted to walk a little closer to her. It obviously wouldn't help much but Daniel still hoped the close would bring her a little warmth.

"What do you do for work?" he asked, throwing the question back at her. While he doubted his career goals would come up if he kept speaking about his work—it was a fairly easy subject to avoid in his opinion—Daniel truly didn't find the contents of his career thrilling enough to discuss or dive into further. "Assuming that you aren't just a revered food critic, of course." Daniel joked with a small chuckle.