"Last couple of days, I'm not really sure. She didn't tell me she was sick til I was over there and she was throwing up all over the place." Roger arched an eyebrow when will looked at him like he was stupid. "What, I don't know if it's the flu or stress or she's growing a new set of tits. I'm not a fucking healer." He glanced at Will sideways at that last little comment, finally piecing together what Will was implying. "Don't be a fucking dick," he said, shaking his head. "It's too soon."
When Penny came over, he gave her a little bow and grinned, happy to end the conversation. "Thank you," he said, pulling Penny into a hug. "Agreed, gorgeous." He laughed at the nappies comment- because, well, it was accurate. And maybe Will needed someone to take the piss out of him. But then of course Will made that comment.
"Fucking gross, Will," Roger said. "I don't need to know about your weird fantasies."