Eddie took his response to Susan's owl seriously. He hadn't really changed anything, and instead just threw on what he had laying around and got to her flat as quickly as apparition could take him. His sister had shouted after him that he was risking re-injury, but he wasn't in the mood to care. Or to worry about the nagging sense that he had many more feelings for Susan than he could properly deal with at the moment. He knew what she wanted and dear baby Jesus or Vishnu, he wanted to give it to her.
He opened his mouth to make a snarky comment about her needing him again so soon but he stopped at her form in 5 inch heels and a slip and instead just gaped for a moment. "Hi yourself, fuck," he said, letting himself inside still staring at her. "I didn't know this was a wear your pjs party, I feel so over dressed," he said, giving her an impish look even as his eyes settled on her very on display chest. "Good lord, Susan, you don't beat around the bush, do you?"