"HEY!" Terry exclaimed out loud when his bag of cookies disappeared from his hands. "Give those back! I'm hungry and I'm a growing boy! Well, in a woman's body currently, but... Suuussaaaaannnn," he started to whine and even pouting for good measure. Now he wished there was a mirror in the kitchen to see how Susan looked like whining and pouting. He could even stomp a foot on the floor just for added dramatics.
"Fine, what do you suggest I eat?" He asked, trying to forget about his cookie dilemma and moved towards Susan's pile of clothes on the counter, rummaging about it and then pulled out a cute looking bra. "What, no lace?" he teased with a grin and then laughed. He then picked up his own stash and handed it to Susan. "Here. This is most of Tony's clothes. I wasn't sure if you had any color or style preferences, so I just grabbed whatever I could find that looked nice, I guess." He shrugged. Tony dressed himself up well anyway, so nothing drab looking was in that pile, and Terry was pretty sure it was made with good quality cloths.
"Hey, I can run around the pitch, and I do exercise. How else could I have gotten my abs?" He laughed. Usually, Terry would have lifted up his shirt to show it off, but Demmy currently had his body so he couldn't. But then again, he had posted a picture of it once on his journal during the auction back then. "Besides, if you go running after dragons in Romania in this current state, you'll be skin and bones by the time you come back!" He pointed out, and then realized he still had the bra in his hands. "So I guess I should put this on, huh?"