Hey, the irish was for him too if he wanted it. She poured coffee for them both and set a plate of something, double portions in front of him and one in front of her before she irished her coffee and set the cream out if he wanted it. A quick stir and she settled down into her chair, absolutely unconcerned about the nudity and at the same time making no note of it, other than.

Sip. "Morning, Doctor." Sip. "You realize that if I have to dress you in drag, you're not leaving my house naked to get the rest of your clothes, don't you?"