Alright. That's definitely Larry regardless of what he looks like, because nobody else would have dared call her 'my sweet'. She awkwardly kneels down to get herself more on his level, and then lets out a huff and just sits her ass down on the wet sand. There's no reason to try and protect her dress at this point. It's already a lost cause, just like the pantyhose.

"Then you had better start explaining. I have had a very trying day and I'm not interested in beating around the bush here."

Like he doesn't know that when it's partly his fault. And so help her god if there isn't an explanation as to why he's suddenly a furry wrapped up in there somewhere she's going to be very put out.