He fixes me with that look.
Oh nothing, just checking out your choice of wardrobe that's all - keep your hair on.
I log on. He watches me from beneath half closed lids while tapping away on his mobile. I sense he's on the prowl and decide to get in first.
Andrew? I rest my chin onto knitted fingers and give him my best wide eyed and innocent.
May I help? Shoots me that 'give it your best shot' look.
Have you ever felt the need to try on women's clothes?
He pauses. I've got him now.
No, you snarled toothed old crone - Have you?
Damn that boy.