The coffee is taken with a murmured thanks, Sam closing his hands around it gratefully. His is black. Not always his favored way of taking coffee, but he also doesn't take it quite as doctored as Dan does.

"You're a good one to take when talking is needed," Sam agrees, taking a quick sip of the coffee. "And yeah, this is definitely worse than most of the northern US. I'm trying not to go outside much, honestly. Unlike Bunny, neither of us have a fur coat." He reaches out for the book, glancing at it. "Nothing much, honestly. Researching the local cryptids and how to fight or subdue them. I know that some of the rules are a bit different here. I'd rather know what I'm dealing with and have a clue how to handle things."