Its only a few moments before the door opens. He nods outward, stepping forward and into the hall. A few of his roommates are already asleep and he's unsure how long they have before this curfew nonsense but there's only one way to find out.

"Evening," he greets. He is again not in the standard car uniform, the simple blue fabric hanging over his body. Looked like that face paint was, funny enough, quite fresh. Wouldn't be caught without it.