Ah, the age old debate: Apparition versus Running. "I realise you Aurors go thundering in the place and to hell with the consequences, but some of us like to be a little discrete. A great crack of Apparition is a bit of a give away," he said, giving the same old argument as he grabbed a piece of toast before she even mentioned the bacon and eggs.
He didn't think he smelt all that bad, but he gave himself a whiff just to be sure. "A nice coating of fresh sweat is natural--manly," he said as he padded towards the fridge in search of orange. "As for the nap, you know that lasts a grand total of two minutes before I'm up and you're moaning."
He poured two glasses of orange. "Was he really that bad? He can't have been worse than... Randal... Rolf--One of the Rs," he quipped as he made his way to the table with the glasses.