Shannon turned, placing his hip against the sink and facing Roze. His brow was furrowed as he took the towel, rolling it around in his hands a few times before he knelt back down and went about getting it under the bowl. Lacey was impatient, but well-mannered and let him get the mess sopped up and handled before he gave her a few pats and she went back to it.

When he was done, he tilted his head back toward his roommate. "Boyfriend?" he asked simply. They could deal with the idea of frequent visitors later. This one seemed a tiny bit more pressing considering their soon-to-be date.