Huffing out a sigh, Toby righted himself, glancing over at Melissa. His eyes scanned the... them, over once, more as a threat assessment, than any statement about Melissa's dress. He actually had to snort, at how close the guy looked to him in drag; a flippant enough memory to make him just damn the whole thing, nodding and shoving off the wall, offering out a hand.
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