Tim rolled his eyes at Harry's impish smile. "Regardless," he replied, giving the other man an indulgent smile. He was taken aback for a moment when Harry commented on the evening being not-a-date, but quickly forced the slight panic back down.
"You're welcome," he replied warmly, not entirely sure what else to say. Thankfully Harry stepped out the door then, and walked down the hallway toward the elevator. Tim watched him go, before closing the door.
"Not-a-date my ass. That was so a date," Tim muttered to himself as he walked back into the kitchen and began cleaning up.