[Junpei makes a face, weighing the relative comfort levels of the not-his-couch against the other places he's been sleeping recently, and decides he doesn't want to get into all of that, because then he has to think about it. He shrugs; who can say!]

I guess if you spend all your time on a bus... That doesn't sound too weird to me.

[But he still doesn't want to sleep in the obvious kidnapping location, just in case.

He picks up the stick of butter to put it on the counter, with a half-assed flourish, because he is so alright.]

There you go, the fanciest. [it's still in its wax paper wrapping] I was just checking for more, uh... fancy ingredients. Never mind.

[Fridge shut! Never mind!! He's not awkward!! He's back and ready to make fancy toast, plucking at the wax paper to open it up. After that it's picking up a knife and hovering it back and forth, deciding how massive of a butter chunk to hack off. Like, a shit ton, right?? That's correct? He's going for it.]

More butter is better, yeah? Sounds fancier to me.