[What a brat. He follows along, waiting in the doorway of the bathroom to leave Abbacchio room to strip down and get his shower going, but also just leaning idly to ostensibly enjoy the view.]

I'll treat you however you want me to. Rough, sweet. After all, I know your name now.

[He looks him over head to toe once again, then cocks his head and tests the figurative waters while Abbacchio is waiting to test the real ones.]

Come over here and get my pants open.