Megan tried hard not to giggle at Seamus' attire. She could see why he wouldn't want to wear tights, but as far as she was concerned, Megan was fairly comfortable in her clothes. It certainly helped that the clothes suited her body, but then that was half of the point of yoga, wasn't it?
Smiling t herself, Megan stepped toward the centre of her pad, following the instructions of the leader as she stretched. Trying to clear her mind and concentrate on the task at hand, Megan was trying hard not to glance over at Seamus. Still, she couldn't help the occasional look followed by soft giggles, as she tried not to make herself heard.