He clicked his tongue, deciding to completely ignore that smirk and all it implied.

"I meant with the drink, obviously." A bath... well curiously that concept had gotten rather intimate. It didn't used to be. But things were different now and feelings as well and it was just best to not.

He realized he was still holding Crowley's hand and let go as if it had burned him, straightening his vest.

"But I'll let you have first go at the bath."