Gabe was a bit early, eager to help out with the cooking. It'd been a while since he'd had a proper Fourth of July barbecue and had brought some kielbasa, Nathan's hot dogs (it was his duty as a New Yorker to bring the real deal), and a six pack of Coronas.
"Hey guys," he greeted warmly, making his way across the backyard. "Hope you don't mind, I brought some keilbasa and real hot dogs." he teased, holding up the plastic shopping bag. "Oh and refreshment." And displayed the beer.