"Stick your head through someone else's fireplace?" Dan wasn't sure he heard that right, maybe his ears were going in addition to his hips (and knees some days, Jesus). "That does sound more interesting than a cell phone."
He was kind of intrigued by this fireplace, and not because it had literally appeared out of nowhere - but because he never really had one before, not in any of the places he'd lived. And yet had always wanted one. It was like a little sun, casting shadows on the rug, blazing cheerily.
Good to sit by, drinking coffee and reading a book, no doubt. He draped his arms around Bill's shoulders, anchoring in close. "I'm set for now. It looks good, like a wizard came in and did a makeover," he chuckled lightly. "Thank you."