"Don't want to give you a key... have enough trouble keeping you out already... Do I look like I got milk? You're the only one that drinks it anyway..." Elliot frowned at Darlene. He was also going to go back and mention that John wasn't his pet but luckily the other took care of that little clarification for him. "He has clothes on," Elliot did point out though, because clearly it was important to Darlene that John wasn't being neglected though Elliot never really did all that much for him.

"You're antagonizing her," Elliot informed John. "You don't want to do that. She'll never stop." It was simple and honestly it was all more words than he'd probably said in the entire time John had been living with him but he was a bit shocked to see them both there at the same time. He fidgeted with his hood before moving even further into his own apartment though he wasn't particularly comfortable with this situation.

"What do you want Darlene?" he turned his attention back to her because god knows she'd never show up for no reason. She must want something.

I just wanted to come home. It wasn't a great day at work. Now there's this. Maybe I should just leave.

This was all a mistake.

He looked more twitchy than he had when he first walked in and he moved past them both to get to his computer, lighting up a smoke in the process.