[Maybe she shouldn't have said anything about his... assets, but dammit, this whole ordeal has managed to fluster her more than anything in recent memory. They have a wonderful professional friendship going on that a lack of clothing is infringing upon! ...maybe that's it - it's some sort of nefarious plan designed to destabilize their relationship! ...nah, that's just silly.]

Sorry, sorry! Just wanted you to know it's nothing personal against you. [Not that he's mentioned any concerns, it's just her poor strained mind grasping for conversational straws.]

Ah, yeah... That's right, it wouldn't be much help with how much taller you are, huh? It'd probably end up exposing everything from your midriff down anyway. [The laugh that escapes her between sticking her head in boxes is a bit helpless. This can't be happening, can it? It's a storage room for goodness sake! There must be one article of fabric here somewhere! A towel! A tablecloth! Something...!]

Maybe you could use your scarf to tie my shirt in front of yourself? That might afford you some extra privacy in case somebody bumbles on in here. [Since at this rate she's going to have to steal something from another room...]