"You know it, sweet cheeks," John returns with a wink. "Something tells me you're a man who likes to 'ave his 'ands full." Full of what, he doesn't elaborate on, but given the wink, it probably wouldn't be too hard to guess. Speaking of hard things.

Their faces are close enough now that it would be really easy for John to lean in a few more inches and kiss him, but given it's a public place and Bob seems like a more discreet type, he resists the temptation, simply licking his own lips a little before pulling back, having noticed the direction of Bob's gaze.

"Oh, very," he agrees, picking up his glass again. "That can be arranged."