( He's clearly not bothered, extending the basket a little so that Gaon can place his items in. The bottles roll around a little before it returns to resting at his hip, Yohan staring more at Gaon than any of the other contents of the fridge. There's a very specific light in his eyes, uncommon fondness. )

Are we having a party?

( Only ever so slightly teasing, but he turns to move away from the fridge and escape down the aisles, only stopping to look at the ramyeon with a mischievous smirk Gaon's way. ) Ah, I think we're all stocked up. But if we don't bring Elijah a sweet treat as well as her burger she might kill us in our sleep.