Jo let him pull her to her feet, and she kept her hands in his as they headed up the stairs. His mood was helping her to relax, lulling her into peace. "I don't think I own a fluffy robe." Unless he had somehow managed to slip one into her wardrobe...which knowing him, he probably had done.
The blond leaned against the doorway as she watched him, then stepped forward and started to strip. At his next question, she looked at him, a little suspiciously. "When did I get bubbles, Cas?"