She nodded. "Figured it might be photographer stuff." She hadn't chcked out the return address, and it was his mail so it didn't matter, much. She liked to know how his work was going, and when he had opportunities pertaining to it pop up.
"How about opening it up and I'll bring you a beer?" She suggested, seeing him just look at it as she set the steaks in the middle of their table. Her hand brushed over his shoulders as she stepped into the kitchen for beers to go with dinner.