Jay wasn't expecting Aunt Agatha, or indeed anyone that would be upset by the sight of a man in a frilly nightgown. In his defence, he'd just woken up and was still working his way up to getting dressed. He hadn't even managed to put on matching legs, just yet.
"Er, good morning, darling?" he says, squinting up at the woman. "Do I ... do I know you?"
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"Er, good morning, darling?" he says, squinting up at the woman. "Do I ... do I know you?"