[He can probably now hear the sounds of a quiet scuffle in the background, ending out in some rather loud arguing. Then a rather feminine shriek before the androgynous voice takes back in a yell of "keep your hands off!". More laughs from the Alp, a short chain of some rather inventive curses, before the Alp's chime of "C'mon, show your boyfriend!".]
He's not my boyfri--!!! ........
[Too late. The Alp's already grabbed your assistant by the shoulders and dragged him out of the changing room. Hey, remember the first two-piece black dress? Only the black part of the skirt is on now. And one rather revealing black and laced front-clasped bra. 36D fits perfect, don't you agree? EMBARRASSMENT TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH. And the Alp chips in with a "So what do you think?" Poor poor Thanatos.]
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He's not my boyfri--!!! ........
[Too late. The Alp's already grabbed your assistant by the shoulders and dragged him out of the changing room. Hey, remember the first two-piece black dress? Only the black part of the skirt is on now. And one rather revealing black and laced front-clasped bra. 36D fits perfect, don't you agree? EMBARRASSMENT TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH. And the Alp chips in with a "So what do you think?" Poor poor Thanatos.]