Penfold at this point had nothing to say for the first time in ages. His little mouth was open in a little round "o" of wonder. Gobsmacked.
DM wasn't too far behind in that sentiment.
"...I... I'm sorry Colonel. I think I may have some lingering affects from the bump to my head," Danger Mouse rubbed his head for emphasis, laughing softly, "because, I was sure that you just said that was a... machine of some nature, and..." the white mouse's snow-white fur burned scarlet, his whole face pink as candy floss, "and that I was to, ahem, undress from the waist down..."
"I mean, that's just silly, isn't it Colonel? You couldn't really have..." His lone dark eye sparkled, alarmed, even as he laughed as though it was all a big, tasteless joke, "I-I mean... I'm wearing a one piece suit, for one thing! Ahahah...hah..."
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