He should have been focused on the cursing but no, he didn't tut or look offended because Crowley had said bondage and his mind went to another place entirely that made him get a little hotter than intended. He really wished he was less -- pent up, as some might say. He laughed nervously and hoped he wasn't too red. "I assure you that it was never my intent but I suppose I do owe you for the torment. Perhaps I can make you some tea orrrr -- I do have coffee, if you'd rather."

Tea and coffee wasn't for customers. It was for Crowley, apparently, but here they were. "I've been fine. Glad to be back at work. It honestly is my favourite part of the week." And wasn't he just a rare one for thinking that.