She was just about to take out a smoke when Bart opened the front door and headed inside. Rose kicked off her shoes as she entered behind him, as that was the polite thing to do, or at least that's what her mother told her.
She followed him into the kitchen, stuffing her smokes in her back pocket. "Sure, coke?" She replied when he asked her if she wanted a soda. "Cool place. This's your cousin's? What's he do?"