*hands one of the six-packs to you, managing a cheerful enough smile even though you are bound to be the least pleasant aspect of the evening but sweet god in heaven, those legs* Hey. We going out, or...? According to Grandpa's travel thingiewhatsit, Agent Orange does some awesome live music.
*steps inside the...well, the apartment, really, his smile broadening when he sees Lily* Hi there. Want a beer? *walks over to drop (artfully) onto the sofa next to her, stretching his legs*