[ Cisco steps inside, laughing hard too, shaking his head and pulling the mask off his face so it hangs down around his neck. He had thought he would keep it on, so he wouldn't catch whatever Hana's got, but if she's going to be wearing one, he can take his off for now, and he's much less used to wearing them than she evidently is. ]

Great minds think alike.

[ He shuts the door behind him, heading right towards the kitchen of her place so he can set down his bags. He fishes out the cough drops, first, tossing them over in Hana's direction for her to catch. ]

I'll make the tea. I got that throat coat kind, with the slippery elm bark, works like a fucking charm. You- [ He points at Hana, a smirk curling at one corner of his mouth. ] Gimme the deets on this Jason cat.