Hayley laughed. "Duly noted, I promise to keep my shirt on." She plucked two frogs out of the box, chucking one across the table at Adam and starting to unwrap her own, careful to keep her hand closed around it.
"I can't provide any de-hormonizing, I'm afraid," she said, looking across at Adam. "I could Obliviate you, but I don't think spontaneous regression to teenager, inconvenient as it is, really warrants the big guns."