Blushing lightly at Ellie's frank assessment and finding her silk nightie rather attractive as well, Adam sat quickly, using finding a shirt as a pretense. There was a cleanish one near his seat, fortunately, and he pulled it on.

"Oh, that'd be Hermes," he said, trying to distract himself. "Though I dunno why he's in the linen closet."

Torn between not wanting to rudely shut the door in her face and modesty, he asked, "Would you like to come in for a second? I'm just gonna get some jeans on..."