[Takeout: Ren/Hannah/Reece]
Beer was easy, and Ren went over to grab some out of the refrigerator. It was a decent brew, artsy as fuck, because while Ren might not be particularly good at cooking on his own, and while it might not be particularly obvious from the way he dressed or the fact that he'd lived in a motel, he liked nice things, and now that he had his own place, he'd decided to indulge a bit in that sense. He decided to add a third to the other two to end everything out in a trio, and he pulled out three cooled bottles, and brought them back to the table, his own expression warm and welcoming.
He didn't know Reece well outside of the Network stuff, and he could be shy around strangers, but this was a friend of Hannah's, and so it had felt obvious to include him in this evening. And Ren had gotten a real house, sort of, and it was outside the motel, and that meant a certain commitment to staying now, and part of that was getting to know more people, probably. So while it had been somewhat slow going, and perhaps he'd even avoided it, he had been doing more of it of recent, and friends of friends were built in potential friends almost always. Perhaps someone would figure out his secret at some point, but maybe that wasn't the worst thing.
"Here we are then," he handed over the beers, and then cracked open his own as he pulled up a chair to the table and reached for food. "It's been a while since I've had to play a ghost on stage," he chuckled. "And now I've gotten your expectations all up and shit, it might be terrible." There was a beat as he reached for a bite of sweet and sour chicken. "I could probably give it a whirl later tonight though, if you want."