Teddy rolled his eyes, looking down at her, his hands on his hips. "You know you'll just moan at me if I don't put it away neatly." He smirked raising his eyebrows. "And I might even mess up the things you've already put away." To be honest, Vic moaned at him even when he did put things away neatly. It was just that Teddy's concept of tidy differed from Victoire's.