Louis pops his head out of a doorway. "Be there inna minute!"

Seconds later he's coming down the hall, throwing a dish towel over his shoulder. His eyes light up as he spots his younger sister. "Therese!" He hugs her warmly, then steps back to look at her with his hands on her shoulders. "You look amazing, sis. Got any nieces or nephews for me yet?"

He looks up at Caleb and grins, reaching out to shake his hand. "Hey, man. Louis."