"Right. Lemme put an order in and fire up the holosuite or. Whatever they call the entertainment center these days." Putting an order in takes all of a half a second and a thought, Delta already dimming the lights from where he's got wireless control of the house. York stirs himself enough to get the fire in the hearth going, to drag a blanket over while he leans against Locus.

"Lemme know if it gets too warm. I know you run hot."