"You're slow like that, aren't you?" Grey teases him with a hint of a curve at the corner of his mouth.

He doesn't hound Kimi about it, though. It doesn't do any good. Only pisses him off. Instead, he stands up and walks over to a fridge at the corner of the shop and draws open the door.

"Want a coke?" he asks over his shoulder. The conversation is over as long as Kimi wants it to be over. Grey isn't going to put him through more of that.