Marcus sprang to his feet, motivated by Tonks' enthusiasm. Admiring her intelligence in using the carrying charm, he grabbed the jug of cocoa and a stack of paper cups. "Ready!" Looking out the window at the snow, he knew that he would need a rather warm outfit as well. His Ranger uniform was designed to withstand both hot and cold environments, but it didn't seem festive enough. Finally, he settled on a black wool coat he found in his closet.
"Snape? Good Lord! Well, I suppose we can try. I'm sure we'll have a good time, even if we fail. What's not to love about this?"
Putting his arm around his beautiful, beaming lover, Marcus opened the door and strode out into the festive winter wonderland that had been laid before them. He wondered what this all said about their host.