Justin grinned when the door opened, then froze when it immediately shut on him. Thank god he hadn't taken a step forward, or else he'd have gotten it right in the face. He was about to lift his hand to rap again when the door re-opened.
Ah, the pinching of the nose - the look of many a long-suffering friend of Justin's. In all truth, they should all know better - nothing short of moving to another continent would keep him away when he had his mind set on something. Ernie at times tried to explain to him about 'limits', but Justin merely smiled and ignored it in favour of asking for a striptease, to no avail.
"This," he said pointing to his lowe half, "is a grass skirt. And these," he pointed around his neck, "are leis."
He grabbed one from around his neck and held it out to Jasper on the tip of his finger, his eyes taking on a lecherous leer. "Would you like a lei?"