"Well..." He shrugged modestly, even though he couldn't keep back a smile. The last friendly offering he'd attempted to give resulted in him being subjected to an interrogation by a man who clearly wasn't mentally stable. This was a much preferable reaction. "What kind of neighbor would I be if I came empty-handed? Really, it was the least I could do."
Cole genuinely believed that she was as nice as she looked, and he couldn't help but feel bad that she had no idea what kind of building she was living in as he followed her into the apartment. Still, he didn't think he could tell her - not yet, at least. "Oh, that's alright. I'll just have whatever you're having... er, if you are having anything." The specific avoidance of alcohol made him wonder, but he didn't press any further.