Aidan held up his hands in surrender. Not only was he not going to fight about the clothes picked out - what a losing battle that would be, but he also wasn't going to try to fight on the name thing. Dean could decide later if he wanted to go by something else. For all Aidan knew, they'd get out there, find Hera, and get all of this taken care of pretty fast. Or maybe it had a time limit on it.
"I think it's because they grow up with it?" Aidan shrugged. He, himself, had never experienced what it was really like to wear a bra. There may have been times when he'd had one on joking around, but that wasn't with anything there that actually needed to be held.
"You might be a bit... bigger... in that area than Sally was..." Aidan realized that he was holding his hands as cups, indicating Dean's chest. "Did you adjust the straps?"