Well, aren't you a dear?

[He brushed the snow off of his gloves briskly, walking closer to her. She seemed a little guilty. Probably because they hadn't left off on the best food. Well, tough turkey. She was just going to have to deal with that.]

Grab it and come on, it's cold out here. Lets get you warmed up. And a drink.

[He reached past her to the door, opened it and gestured for her to follow him inside.]

Don't take all day though, I don't want to let all the heat out.