"Pizza? Definitely. If you two have any suggestions, I'll order from there. Otherwise, I think I saw a Domino's on the way in." Richard climbed up into the trailer and walked in a few feet, to the large red cooler that he had packed this morning. "Until then, I bring you an offering from the Midwest." He flicked the lid of the cooler back to reveal several six-packs worth of craft beer. "Left Hand Brewing, Schlafly, Boulevard, Bell's... It should be enough to keep us wet while we work." He pulled out a stout and twisted its cap off, toasting Vanessa and Dominic with a smile. "If this is elitism, I'll never be accepting."
At Dominic's next question he turned and surveyed the furniture. "Bed first, I think. If the layout they sent me is right, the bedroom should be the last thing we come to. That'll get the frame out of the way. We can set it up really quick, throw the mattress on it, and then just use it as a place to stash boxes. I'll worry about sorting later." He took a drink and thought it over. "I think two of us can manage the frame. How are those boots, Vanessa? Would you rather lug some stuff around, or push a dolly?"