"It's Cage, Dane!" Wes fruitlessly calls after him. "And I'm sure Duckie can fly away." Ok, so yeah, he's been suspecting a crush there, mostly because Dane gets all flubbed with words when she comes in the room.
He looks at Charlie bailing the books out the window. "Stop!" He animates the last book getting tossed out and of course, this takes the focus off the pant. *flop* "Charlie. It's not a fire. It's a drill. Save your book and loan me a pair of pants?"