"Thanks," Aidan started smiling but caught himself in time. "Ye may want ter get yourself some socks in case it gets too cold." He indicated the bed which he had made in the mean time and on which now lay a pair of self-knitted socks (and unfortunately that fact was plainly visible), lovingly created by Ma Chambers.
"The coffee is in the kitchen. Ye can find anythin' ye need in the fridge." With the words he vanished into the bathroom. It was only when he was under the shower that Aidan remembered that he hadn't warned Tracey that they were in a Muggle neighbourhood here. He gulped and sped up. Hopefully none of his nosy neighbours decided this would be a good day to spy on him.