Carter's tone was so cold that it startled my movements.

I said to him in an unpleasant manner, "You walk without a sound?"

Carter ignored my displeasure and frowned even more when he saw the laundry I was doing: "You're doing another man's laundry at home?"

I found it funny and retorted, "I don't want to do anyone else's laundry either. Blame it on your vanny going crazy early in the morning and throwing coffee on me, otherwise why would Uncle Adam hold my coffee for me?"

"Heh." Carter sneered, "Uncle Adam? How long have you known him? How can you even get him to block your coffee for you?...