"Yes." He nodded, getting back up from seat and going back to his door. He unlocked it and entered. closing the door and locking it, Ambrose when to the middle of his room and pulled back a trap door and descended.
He looked around his things to try to find something that Buffy could where. He went with a white tee shirt that he had never used it years. Next he located some cut off jeans from that awful time int he early nineties. If there was ever a decade that he could have slept thought it would have been the nineties. He grabbed a belt before going back up the narrow stairs, he closed the trap door. He unlocked his office door.
"Here are something you can change into." He sat them down on the coffee table. "I will be in my room." He said, going back into this room and closing the door.