Devin turns an arch look upon the Fool as he deposits the bag of groceries on the counter. Although he has no real love for surprises, those sourced with his partner are usually good.

He sidles over wearing a bemused smile, stepping well within the Fool's personal space as he leans forward. "Oh?" Devin rests his hands lightly against the back of the couch on either side of his lover. Teasingly, he kisses the Fool's nose instead of his mouth. "Shall I guess what it is or must I resort to less gentlemanly methods?"