[ William stiffens, his cold gaze following Grell's movements. Even as he's wiping the spot where Grell kissed with the back of his hand, his eyes are drilling into Grell. ]

Fine. I appreciate you attempting to cook me dinner, but I do not appreciate this.

[ He indicates Grell's "attire" by giving him a piercing look up and down. ]

Find your pants, and put them on. Now.