Weiler reached up and caught Locke's wrist before the man could withdraw, keeping his grasp on Locke even as he dropped the bag onto the counter and reached into it to retrieve tie and slippers alike with his free hand. The tie, like its giver, was subtle and quiet in its class, and the slippers were just...a little more whimsical than Locke usually displayed. Weiler instantly liked both immensely.

He laughed as he dropped the slippers onto the cold kitchen tiles and toed his way into them, pulling Locke down for a kiss to his temple at the same time. "Thank you. I love them."