In response to the mock frown, Myron's grin rachetted up a few notches. "Hey, Donny," he said through the gap in the door. He could hear the voices of the triplets coming from within the house - no surprise there!
"Oy, where's the love?" He put on a pout that didn't last for very long because he wasn't much for pouting unless it was going to get him something. Plus, he felt like grinning. He was in a good mood today, because it was just one of those days.
"Gonna let me in or what?" he asked, and without even waiting for an answer (a smart arsed answer, probably!), he was stepping through the door, so that if/when Don shut it, well, he was on the inside.
"Liz around or just you and the kiddies?" he asked.