Walking in, he takes off his coat, his hat, and his boots at the door. Not wanting to track the freshly-fallen snow everywhere, he wipes his pants with his gloves, then takes the ref gloves off as well, setting them on the table.

He smiled when he sees you, walking up behind you and giving you a slightly freezing hug. He was just outside, of course he'd be cold.

"You're so nice, love. Why's it got to be cold all year..."