Krem didn't look like he was wearing anything red just yet, or at least it wasn't very obvious at first place. But there was something. His shirt was just thin enough that, underneath, you could see that there was a bit of red underneath, something secretive to be uncovered.

"Yeah, if you have something, I'm happy for a dink," he said, stepping in. He looked down at the cat and smiled a little bit. "I'm not, I don't think. There was always cats about when I was growing up, but they were alley cats, nothing may parents owned. Oh, but you're a well-fed thing, aren't you JJ?"

He paused, once he was inside, to toe off his shoes and to lean up and kiss Peter.