"Coffee sounds like a really good idea," he said, as he walked into the apartment. He'd been drinking it all night, but he was going to need more if he wanted to stay awake a while longer.
"You look like I feel," he said, glancing over at him. "What happened?" He tried not to look like he was waiting with as much anticipation of the answer as he was, but he was too tired and sick at heart to tell how successful it was.