"We'll have to make some more drunken stories, then." Kate chuckled softly, pushing her sleeves up around her elbows. She leaned against the doorframe between the kitchen and wherever else, waiting for him to open the beers. And hey, if he had a couple of colder ones than the ones she brought, all the better.
The grin on her face spread. "No shit? Show me." Surely he had three apples or something around he could wow her by juggling.