"Are you looking for another drink?" John asked simply, with a bit of wry amusement that twinkled in his eye, scratching absently at the scruff that was growing along his jaw.

"Because somewhere along the line I realised I hadn't seen you pay for one yourself," he stated. It was just an observation, easy and honest and with more curiosity than implied threat- although sure, there was perhaps a bit of implied threat, too. With John there always was. "What's your secret?"