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Don't you worry about anything Guy! I understand! I mean, I have a fear of ducks! Everyone has one of those irrational fears, I completely understand!
..And yeah, I have something for you to wear ...
Sorry, I haven't done any laundry in a while, will these do?
I'll step out so you can get outta them wet clothes.. If you need help with that, I don't mind ..
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((Lucise notices Guy staring at his chest, blushing slightly ..))
GUY RAPHAELSON (MARKETING ADVISOR):
((takes a look at the clothing and takes them, murmuring "thank you" as Lucise leaves him alone for a moment, although he wondered at Lucise's offer of help. It almost sounded... erotic. He could have come up with something in response to that, if hadn't been so adled by the night's events. Guy sighed and changed his clothing, peeling the mud soaked shirt off his body and trying to get as much off his face as possible on the inside of it.))
((He dressed in the clothing that Lucise had provided, knew he looked ridiculous but searched for a mirror anyway. Not finding one, he reaches into the pocket of the mud-soaked pants and pulled out a small black leather container. Opening it, he revealed all his daily necessities: a small mirror, tweezers, razor, small toothbrush, small vial of mouthwash, hand soap and a folded up paper towl, comb, brush, eyebrow brush, and of course day and evening colognes. He reached for the hand soap first, lathering it in his hands then scrubbing his face with them, patting his face dry with the paper towl. The mud came off easily enough, and Guy folded the paper towel the other way when he replaced it in the container. With that out of the way, he dragged the comb through his hair and tried the best he could to remove the mud particles from his eyebrows. In the end, he had recovered as much as possible, at least visually. He splashed on the day cologne, a cool sea breeze fragrance that for some reason made him think of the color blue. At last he was presentable, except for the clothing, but at least they were clean.))
((He leaves through the same door Lucise left by, and he blushes again at the sight of Lucise's bare chest.))
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I hope I'm more presentable now, Mr. Indapaddock. **((he looks down at his clothing and can't help but laugh at the rainbow tiedye tanktop.))
** It's kind of pointless to be formal in this getup isn't it?
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