"Contrary to what your eyes tell you, I don't actually live like a caveman. Yeah, I got stuff; go nuts. But first?"

He lets that hang, fussing with the bags, fiddling to make sure everything is in a place he wants it, as though that's a lot of room for reorganizing. Finally closes the closet and turns to his partner. Holds out his arms. "C'mere. Tell me what you're feeling. About that little bit we did out in public."