"Lassiter walked in like he owned the place, that swagger back in full force, his smile as wide and naughty as ever, his blond and black hair marked with fresh snowflakes. As Tohr and Autumn stared at him with their mouths open, he held up two oversize McDonald's bags. "I brought us all Big Macs," he said happily. "I know you dig 'em, remember?" "What the..." Tohr tightened his grip on his shellan, just in case...well, shit, with the way things were going lately, anything could happen. "What are you doing here?" "It's your lucky day, motherfucker."