[Murdoc wishes he could just sink into the chair and disappear right now. All of his enjoyment of the cake has just kind of disappeared because cake is his replacement Bro and now Bro is here and it feels needless! Not to mention he looked silly and really, a little bit weird.

He scrunches his mouth into a frown, clearly not taking being teased well. As usual, but maybe a little more so now.]

That's subjective and you damn well know it. [He chides, because he does like being surprised! He just doesn't want Bro to think he has an unhealthy obsession with cake.] I'm not havin' an affair with the damn cake, I'm goin' to bloody well kick you out if you keep at it. [Nope, not defensive at all, but he's changing the subject.]

Is somethin' the matter? [Or did you just miss him? Tell him you missed him. Smooch him, damn it.]