Justin’s eyes grew wider and his mouth opened in protest, blushing all the way to the root of his hair. “It’s not.. it’s not what I meant.” He whispered, shaking his head. He was more ashamed of the real reason he was using background noise than the possibility that it was for sex.
“Um, good food? Sweet Nothings is the best bakery ever. They make the best baked goods I know of. And there are a few pizza places around St.Mungo’s too. And before, the food was good here, but Seamus had problems with his cook and things got bad.”