"You're welcome," Roger said, smiling brightly. "You really do look amazing though." He didn't add that the outfit he'd come in would have been a tad overdressed for a day running around town, rubbing elbows with tourists and generally keeping things casual. Not that Marcus didn't look good in formalwear - he was fairly certain the sight of Marcus in a suit would actually Roger - but concessions had to be made to not draw attention.
He chuckled at Marcus and threw him a giant grin. "This is true! I thought I'd give you the whole tourist experience and take you on a tube ride to Camden." The elevator arrived and he walked in. "I figure we'd walk down Oxford Street to Tottenham Court Road and you can see my area?"
He registered Marcus' surprise, and turned and looked at him with vast amusement for a second. "You realise I already have a tattoo right? A big one on my back. We've showered together, you must have seen it. But I think it's a brilliant idea really," he said with a toothy grin. "I'm glad you've thought about it, and I can't wait for you to wear shirts! Especially since Alicia gave me some cream that speeds up the healing process significantly, which is a nice plus."
Casually, he walked out the building and flicked on his sunglasses. "It's actually a really nice day," he remarked, turing right and heading up Oxford Street. "I reckon we might even get a couple more weeks of nice weather, what do you say," he asked, casually sidestepping for a weirdo in a pair or rollerblades who apparently hadn't heard that the nineties were over.