"It's not convienience." Adam concentrated. "Look, right now you're thinkin' that you'd like it if Brian and Wensley got together and wonderin' how that'd work exactly. You're also thinkin' some sweet thoughts about Crowley and feelin' guilty about Roger. You think I look kinda silly in my shirt but didn't mind when I had it off. Also, you're hopin' your mum won't say anythin' embarrassin' at dinner and that she won't be servin' tofu again. And now you're gettin' mad at me, so I'll be quiet."

He stood and headed for the door. "Just remember, you asked. So, can we go?"