"Oh, I don't blame you," Therese says, wincing slightly at the thought of it. She hopes no one was hurt in the aforementioned accident, that everything is alright, but cold or not, she probably wouldn't have wanted to just sit there, either. "There's never any telling how long things like that might take."

At least he's here now, and it's nice and warm inside. Shooting the waitress a quick smile, she nods in turn before turning back to Oliver again. "I'm alright. Nothing too eventful going on, which I think is a good thing around here. You?"