Pete chuckled, "Then you'll like this place we're going to, they have a decent beer selection, cheap tacos and a happy hour that runs until 10 on Mondays. It's like a happy...Six hours."
Pete nodded toward the door and headed out, holding it open behind him for Cole. He began buttoning up his jacket as they started down the street. "It's just a few blocks up," he assured him chuckling as he put his hands in his pockets. The winter weather had been nothing to scoff at and working from the building had spoiled him from having to go out in it too often.