Remy stepped back as Kevin opened the door "Merci, mon ami," he said, shouldering the screen door open further to heave the cases of beer inside.
"Cold out dere." Trudging inside, Remy glanced sideways at Kevin. "How you doin', man? Looks like you could use one of these." He held up one of the cases as best he could without dropping the one under his arm.
He started down the hallway, but turned and walked backwards a few steps so he could face Kevin before he got to the doorway into the kitchen.