"Give me two seconds," Isabel said as she got to her feet as well. A momment's rummage through the drawer and she handed him a towel and the sweatpants and t-shirt he'd been keeping in her room, now conviniently shrunken to wee kiddie size. "Why don't you go take a shower? I'll turn down the bed for you.
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Date: 2007-04-29 02:33 am (UTC)