"You don't get laid as much as you say you do," Merton informed him. He craned his neck a little to see what Gideon was doing without moving out of petting range. "Except when you get laid with Heath. He remembers it, at least. Do you want me to move out? Heath said no, but I figured I should ask. Since it's your house. My room could be a nursery," Merton told him.
"Did you get Ginger Ale? Or strawberries so I can make that cake I saw that woman on telly make, with the rum in it? Or rum? Or lube. You'll need it if you and Heath are going to be shagging all over the place. Or bread? We're out."