[He waves a hand almost dismissively, turning again to look at Winter's living arrangements. Never mind that he's been here before once already.]

That man named Gojo. The one with the white hair and the blindfold over his eyes? Well, when I was having my... sleeping issues, I asked for his help in returning me to my room, since I didn't exactly have the energy at the time to bring myself there.

He asked what I could do for him in return. I said I could steal something for him.

[As you do. (A man like him really has nothing else he could give.)]

And so he chose the "espresso machine"; I'm sure partly because it's amusing to him, and not much else.