"Hey, have you seen my wardrobe," he asked, arching a brow. "I'm all about the swag," he teased, leaning in against Arthur once more as he moved forward. "Cleaning up? There's the Arthur everyone thinks you are," he teased.

"You're just thinking about my arse now, aren't you," he teased, smiling as he sat back on the couch, half sprawled. "I know. And if he won't go quietly, I'll persuade him."