Alex released his grip on Leon's scarf and locked the door before he began to prepare the promised hot chocolate. Leon would have to excuse that it was packaged.
After a healthy belch that tasted of the night's rum and egg nog, Alex looked over at Leon as he pulled off his gloves and started teh water to boil. "What happened to you?" he asked. Alex might have blamed it on the cold if he hadn't already seen the man in the cold. Something was off about Leon and he thought the weather might only be partly to blame for the trembling in Detective Leon's usually steady hands.