"Oh yeah? But think how much trouble you could both cause if you joined forces against the sane stiff shirts of this place." Maryanne waggled her eyebrows. Twitching a little, because all she had to cover her was the sheet. She batted her eyelashes at the Ghost. "Could you hand me my shirt, I think it's over there. I realize you've both seen me naked but civil conversations tend to call for some clothes, you know."