Pete drove up and parked, showing up just in time for poor Link to be in the kitchen. At least he put his cigarette out in the car before he got out, so he wasn't puffing away on it while he knocked on the door. He could see that Navi's car was there, so maybe she could answer and save Link the jaunt, because crutches suck. Pete knows that from past experience, and that trying to use crutches while lighting a cigarette before his powers came back? Can't recommend it. Huge pain in the ass.
Which is fitting, because he can be a pain in the ass too.
"Oi! Anyone 'ere or are you shagging me preggers wife?" he said loudly, but jokingly. "C'mon, let me in. I've brought summat t'drink!"