Patroclus chuckled as he rounded the bar. "Oh of course. Because I send him working selfies all the time. Oh hang on." Patroclus' phone lit up and he was about to head over to pick it up when there was a sound out at the loading door.
Patroclus glanced at Jesse and arched his eyebrow. "Did I forget a delivery? Fuck, I hope that's not the milk for the coffee bar because they're three hours early!" Instead of answering his phone, which would have saved him rather a lot of pain, he headed towards the back. "Can you help me? I'm about to be covered in cartons!"