"Boys are pretty shit. General rule." Barty had stepped out of the shower by then, which allowed him to bend down and do Bill's robe up for him. Then he dried himself off, looking at Bill with a smirk. It was pretty entertaining. "It's not that different from when I date. Though usually I have to waste time with small talk before the fucking, so there's something to be said for this."

Not really as if he was one to date much anyway. But then, he also didn't fancy paying for it on the regular. "What kind of boys do you like, Bill?"