"Are you going to be my stalker?" He asked out of interest, while unbuttoning his shirt. Finally he took it off, so it wouldn't get needlessly wrinkled. Or bitten again, he would like to avoid that too. It was a nice shirt. He moved it over on top of his suit jacket and then he ran a hand down the body of the tied up man in his bed.

He was aiming for his pockets, which he felt up until he found his phone. He got it out of his pocket and raised his eyebrows as he flipped it open. "Expensive phone. Did you treat yourself for robbing well?"