He huffs a laugh at that and nods at the suggestion to go back inside. “Yeah, we got a party to go be a part of.” He grabs the glass he’d set down earlier on his way back into the main part of the house.

The switch from the mess he had just been out in the garage to the social created he was instantly upon walking through the door was a sight to see for sure. Almost like flipping a on a light switch, an easy-as breathing second skin he wears so close to the surface there is no effort slipping into it on a dime.