[ He leads her over to a nearby bench where they can sit and talk, even though it's still freezing out here. (He's sort of getting used to it. Don't tell anyone.) Better they be comfortable while they talk, instead of standing in front of the doorway like a bunch of hooligans.

When she pulls out the photograph, he squints at it, before sucking in a deep breath and whistling. ]

Wow! That's....that's amazing! And they just...stayed up there? [ A quiet laugh. ] Heh, bet it made borrowing a cup of sugar from your neighbor quite the chore...