Face flushed, Sam refused to look at the closet again until Ruby shut it up behind him. He covered his mouth with his hand and then lifted it to push through his hair nervously. "If it makes you feel any better, I found guy clothes where I was?" Sam cringed. No, this wasn't better. At least the clothes he had found were normal. Just a bunch of plaid, jackets, and t-shirts. Nothing like that.
She was rambling at him. Sam just stared. What was he supposed to say? He was just as uncomfortable as she was!
He'd eat. That was helpful. In it's own way.
Grateful for the distraction, even if it was just a sandwich, Sam nodded and moved over to the table. He picked it up and took a bite. "Thank you," Sam said, swallowing, "this is good." Dropping the sandwich, Sam leaned forward and shook his head. "It's no problem. We'll figure it out, okay? We just have to...to...wait a second." Frowning thoughtfully, Sam looked over to the wardrobe again. "We both woke up in places where there were other peoples stuff lying around. Do you think...did we switch places? Like maybe the lady that was here is with your family?"