"How did this turn into you telling me what to do?" Loras was supposed to be in charge here, but that position seemed to have shifted slightly and he had the distinct urge to say Yes, Daddy. Keeping his mouth shut, he crossed the room, picked up his shirt, pulled it back on, then walked past Obi. "I hope you weren't planning on going out for coffee," he remarked with a coy smile over his shoulder as he walked toward the kitchen.