Well.

Here goes nothing.

He comes back into the room, hands spread. "Looks like the fridge in here's out of beer -- "

One more thing he'd tested.

There's a closet in the study that for some ungodly reason has stayed empty. He'd checked it earlier -- and smiled.

He opens the door to the closet, and gives Sam a grin. "But I hear there's a couple in here."

Beyond the door: sounds of glasses clinking, and low conversation.