"I was planning on bribing you with that anyway, if logic didn't work," he whisper-yelled after her, grabbing some pajama pants. The last thing he needed to do was answer the door naked and scar Makaria for life.
Finally, he answered the door and saw Makaria on the other side. "Good morning, Makaria," he said, even finding the energy for a smile for her. It wasn't her fault the timing was terrible, she didn't know. "How are you?"