"Aw, damn it. I was hoping you wouldn't notice!" he chuckled. "And I've never really used servants. I'm a grown-ass man, I can go shopping all by myself. The sun is just an even bigger ass than me."
Sydney was right about him being honest. Though his attitude really depended on who you were and how you treated him - totally different from his actual personality. Only the people he actually liked got to chip away at the ice to find the warm, melty center within.
"If I find one, I think I'll get it in a nice, bright blue color. Just to throw everyone off. I do love black but I can just imagine Rose's face when she spies an uncharacteristically bright thing in my apartment to find out it's a freaking recipe book. Pastel blue is a good "housewife" color, right?"