"Was no thing," Valentin said. Had the vampire still been a human, he would have questioned the decision to wear shorts on a Canadian spring night. As it was, Valentin usually forgot to give a hoot about the temperature outside: as long as it wasn't raining or snowing, he was fine. Besides, Garret had nice legs.
Valentin sat down on the bed, grinning. "So, what do you want to do? Pop one open and talk first? Who do you wanna see tonight? Who do you want to hang out with?" Valentin handed Garret a bottle and took one for himself, and then looked at it, puzzled. He wasn't sure how he was going to open it without an opener. "Uh..."