You just came back. You don't have to do it in two hours. I'll take pity on you this time.

[ This time, he says, as if he hasn't before. The request makes him snort out a laugh, and he holds out his hand like some kind of royalty expecting the royal rings to be kissed in fealty. Beat's nudity is ignored - he thinks he may be becoming used to it at this point. ]

You can. But you're brushing your teeth before kissing anywhere else.