"It is not. Women snogging is hot, men snogging is not," Roger argued, glaring at Mel as he took a bit out of the toast he'd tossed at her. "Is that so?" Roger asked, raising another brow as he stabbed his for at the very last pieces of egg. Once the plate was cleared, Roger stood up. "You know I can't stand a challenge," Roger whispered as he passed Mel by on the way to the sink.
"You are too much of a Ravenclaw, babe." he said, laughing and shaking his head at the arithmetic joke. Once he'd washed his hands, Roger picked Mel up around the waist and tossed her over his shoulder. "Now, what's this about following through?" he said as he started toward the living room en route to his bedroom.