"Oh, I know," Trey said, striking a pose with his hands on his hips. The effect was lost, however, because of a grumble from his stomach. Trey sighed dramatically. "I can move my internal organs around at will but I can't keep myself from making noises. Life is so unfair."
As they walked around the Centurion apartment Trey craned his neck to see if he could catch a glimpse of any of the hot females who might accidentally be walking by the window naked but he had no such luck. His mind shifted thoughts too quickly for him to register disappointment.
"Oh, my God, can you believe that my roommate hadn't seen Monty Python and the Holy Grail? I made him watch it last night and he brought a notebook to take notes. I don't know what I'm going to do with that boy. At least he hasn't started trying to swab my mouth for cells again."