[ after the knock comes the immediate sound of a couple of deadbolts unlatching, and then Reno tugs the door open with a grin and stands back to let Altria inside. ]

Hey. —Shit, it's cold out there, hey? You ain't frozen through, are you?

[ the apartment is warm, at least, so hopefully she'll thaw soon. Reno points, then leads the way to the kitchen, where he's got dinner finishing up on the stove—it's not spicy, but it does smell savory like onions and pepper. (it's like French onion pasta except that he doesn't have France where he comes from. Junon onion pasta. who knows.) ]

You want tea or somethin? Hot chocolate to go with the cookies?