Clare's face flushed a dark shade of pink. "... Well, she is cute, I'll give you that," she said, stepping out from behind the tree as she pulled a t-shirt on over the small white tank top she had chosen for an undershirt. She looked down at herself and sighed happily. "This is a lot better," she said, picking up her bodysuit. "I'll have to make my 'work' clothes more appropriate at some point... which is to say, I'm just going to fix the shirt so that it doesn't show so darn much." The wolf hmphed. "I think they just made mine like this so that they could see my knockers..."