Patrick can admit that he's also glad that David hadn't inherited that sloppy gene (apart from his clearly sloppy mouth, a feature Patrick frankly adores), and the relief shows on his face. "I don't even want to think about what your bathroom looked like," he admits, tucking away the envelope, and adjusting the watch a little.

He grins at David. "Do you want to, I don't know, have me put on the shirt and then install the espresso machine for us?"