His arms loaded with bags from the grocery store, Sam fumbled his key into the lock and shouldered his way into the apartment, grinning as the dogs immediately trotted over to greet him. "Okay, okay," he said, nudging at Macha gently with his knee to keep her from jumping up and knocking the bags out of his arms.

The apartment was full of a warm, twinkling glow, and his eyebrows crept up towards his hairline as he looked up to take it all in.

"Wow," he said, with a surprised laugh, his smile widening as he kicked the door shut behind him. "You've been busy."