[Firewood was only gonna take them so far too. That meant going outside, and Alec wasn't thrilled with the idea so while she decides to hoof it for a pointless idea Alec is already in the kitchen with the biggest pot from the cabinets and a stack of irrelevant books from Logan's study.]
I feel like it'd be a whole lot easier to just Fahrenheit 451 our way to a warm bedroom. One of these is a catalog for a menswear collection. I really don't get what you see in him.