Marcus was almost done with his cigarette by the time he heard the sound and turned his head in the direction it had come from. It really appeared to be a girl thing to be on time. Marcus was usually late for any form of appointment, with the exception of Quidditch. He would have been late today, if it hadn't been for the simple fact that he had already been in Diagon Alley or the not so important detail that he lived there.
"I'm not freezing, actually." He said honestly as he let his cigarette fall into the snow where it burnt out with a small hiss. His jacket was warm and the amount of muscle he had probably did a good job as well. "We can still go inside; I doubt we will be served out here." He reached out and pushed the door open, holding it to let her in first. No matter what people thought, or how he had let them think in Hogwarts, Marcus had been raised with a set of manners and morals. All the same he wouldn’t go so far as to help ladies take off their coat or the like, that was a bit too much.
Marcus made for a table by the wall and away from the crowded area by the windows; did people really need to look at the snow just to go outside and complain about it? He preferred a good view over the room he was in. He glanced at Kira before shrugging off his coat and handing it over the back of his chair before he sat down.