Still carrying the M&Ms, he snagged up the three movies and moved to sit down next to her--or more appropriately flopped on the couch with her, arm slinging over the back to the fall behind Alice. "Usually, yeah." He laughed, "with Scott, nah. Pissing and shooting fire." He moved his foot to gently kick her knee, smiling. "Mostly gigs, the show is in editing so I'm not needed. Makes money tight, but," he shrugged, still smiling.
"What about you, what is new with you? What's kept you from us?!"