Anything is tempting. Andy is just enough that he might mean it.

"Okay, fine," you concede, stepping back to allow him in.

"Thank you," he responds, standing awkwardly in your living room. "I... uh... I'm kind of drenched."

You roll your eyes. Andy always was more pretty than bright.

"Go shower off the rain, and leave your wet clothes in the bath. We can deal with things in the morning."