Henry smiled again, and just shook his head. Perhaps he should have kept better track of time, perhaps he should have waited until he was fully dressed before answering the door. But he found that he was rather fond of the slight blush that appeared when he answered the door.
He decided it would only be proper if he happened to be wearing a bit more clothing, he grabbed the shirt from where it was, and pulled it on. It took him a bit longer to button the shirt than it would have taken someone who was used to shirts that buttoned like that, but he managed.
Deciding to forego the rest of the suit, he turned to face Julie once more. He was slightly uncomfortable in the more modern of clothing, but he supposed he would have to adjust to it. He had no idea how long he would be here, he had no idea how to even get home. So why not make the best of it?
"I was growing tired of wearing the same thing everyday," he offered, as some sort of explanation for his attire.