"Do I?" says Pal, his smile a little puzzled. The day is a little chillier than it's been, with wind coming off the sea in sharp gusts. At the last second, he'd thrown on a sweater instead of his usual gray t-shirt. "Thanks. So do you." A beat. "Just to be clear, I'm not just saying that because you said it. You do look nice."

Ducking his head sheepishly for a moment, he then turns to open the door, holding it for her after he's stepped inside.