Jessica had just finished changing when she heard the knock on the door. Now in a much more comfortable outfit consisting of a pair of jeans and a comfortable tee-shirt, walked back through the living room and to the door. Chuckling just a bit, she pulled the door open. "How did you know I keep him stashed under my bed?" she asked, then winced slightly at the Irish tilt to her accent. Yeah, that was going to take some getting used to alright.
Leaving the door open for him to enter, she turned and headed back towards the small kitchen area of her apartment, pulling her hair up quickly as she did so. She didn't really care how cold the beers were just then, (though they shouldn't be too bad having come right out of a cooler when she purchased them), she just wanted one. "Help yourself. I got plenty."