[He puts his hands up in a gesture of surrender, then kind of looks Lucretia up and down, deciding what to go with.]
If you have a bra with invisible straps, put that on while I go do my thing.
[And then he's gone.
Only to come back a couple minutes later, with a pair of pants and a camisole in hand; the pants are the pair that Peggy bought him, wide legged in that 50s style she favors, though he's transmuted them to shift the colour from maroon to white, figuring the red was a bit dark. The camisole is simpler, since the pants are kind of the statement piece.
He has the manners to knock, rather than barge in.]
no subject
[He puts his hands up in a gesture of surrender, then kind of looks Lucretia up and down, deciding what to go with.]
If you have a bra with invisible straps, put that on while I go do my thing.
[And then he's gone.
Only to come back a couple minutes later, with a pair of pants and a camisole in hand; the pants are the pair that Peggy bought him, wide legged in that 50s style she favors, though he's transmuted them to shift the colour from maroon to white, figuring the red was a bit dark. The camisole is simpler, since the pants are kind of the statement piece.
He has the manners to knock, rather than barge in.]
You decent?