"Mmm, you are kind of smelly."

And sweaty and slightly grease-smudged. Steph's mock-disapproving face isn't fooling anyone, really.

"There's always cold beer." She picks up her tray of glasses again. "It's not always good cold beer, 'cause Joachim brews it up in his backyard still before he sells it to Tom and if the last week's batch was really good, he's not so steady when he sets up the next one. But it's cold!" She grins at him.

"You want food too? There's stew heating up in the back, or there's always fries. I'm good at fries. It's nothing fancy but it's filling."