Katie saw Harrys bemused look and let out a short staccato laugh which was still the same as her own laugh and bordering on absolutely filthy. "One day Harry you'll get onto it."
Giving the umbrella a little swizzle in her drink, Katie tapped it against the side of the coconut before sticking it in her hair. As a man her hair was a little shorter than she was used to but it was still longer than the average.
"Charming Harry. Absolutely charming. And I really hope you get the worlds worst case of PMS and the you'll know what its like. Only chocolate, hugs, sympathy and hot water bottles are the cure for that sort of thing." Idly as she sipped her drink, Katie wondered how Harry would cope with things like tampons. Oh to be a fly on the wall for that revelation.
"Motor-boat?" she queried with a tilt of her head "And it makes you try-sexual. Or just damned lucky because breasts? Are amazing and I miss mine. I had a really good rack and now its gone and left me with this...thing which pops up every five minutes."