"Good," Meredith says, a little bit sing-song as he starts on the fire, "'cause I'm gonna need that in a minute." All messing with him aside, it's a relief to be indoors and out of her coat. Coming in out of the cold is half the fun of being out in the cold to begin with, and watching him try even a little to pretend she's not distracting him is half of the fun of that. She makes quick work of stripping, leaving the layers where they fall, socks and sweater, pants and shirt. She can deal with all that later. She's not exactly in the mood to be patient herself, heading over to kneel next to him once she's down to her underwear. Leaning in, she kisses his neck as she reaches behind her for the bra clasp, still not bothering to hide a smug little grin.