Dillon was laughing again. "Oh, right, this was all my idea. Imagine how I feel, I'm all covered in snow!" he chuckled as he quickly ran inside, past the ancient vampire, leaving the front door wide open as he started immediately peeling his snow-covered shirt and jeans off. "A bath. You mentioned the bath a minute ago, that sounds.. Perfect. I'm an ice cube; I need thawing," he chirped as he started up the stairs. He didn't have to check behind him to know his husband was definitely following. "I think we're complimentary types of maniac," he mused.