Alan can't help it. He just arched a brow giving a nod. That mention of no one being able to cook made his lip twitch. "If you can't cook how are you-" He sighed, softly before giving a shake of his head. "Eating out, you lot are living off of takeaways."

He had a sinking feeling he'd be cooking for the whole house by some point but he couldn't help but think it would be good distraction and he always did like caring for others. "How many are included in the word us, exactly?"

And then poor Alan's brain broke, his expression one of slight shock. He took a breath and shook his head a little. Nudity wasn't a problem, not really. He might blush like mad but as long as it wasn't everyone in the house running about in there naked he could just smile and nod; just like at the office. "No that's - that will be fine."