(You'd do it anyways! )
"A loophole," Percy teased back. "You would make a good barrister. And drinking tea while balancing a puppy is simple, at least you're vertical."
Afraid that he was going to spill the coffee all over himself, Percy slowly started to budge himself into a sitting position upon the bed. This action disrupted Comet's rest, and he whined in protest, but adjusted himself so instead of being on Percy's chest he was now on his lap.
Percy reached over for the tea, but without his glasses he misjudged the distance and it took him a couple tries before he reached it upon the table. "In bed with me, Oliver? People will talk," he teased with an innuendo.