[ Crowley would shower if vampire metabolism didn't supposedly make it more of a luxury than a requirement. I don't know how this fucking works but that's just how things are. Halted metabolism somehow makes you unable to age and you never stink... become a vampire today. ]

Sure.

[ He's finished getting dressed before he's looking around again, clearly looking for something before he stops. There's probably no reason for him to put his belt on if he's coming back anyway. ] Coffee or juice? [ A pause. ] Never mind, I'll just force you to drink milk.

[ Is he kidding? Is he being honest? Who knows. What does matter is that he's approaching Aoba again, offering him a smile as he leans down. ] Can I get a kiss before I go? Or have I teased you too much, baby?