Isabelle pulled the shirt on. It was a little on the tight side around the shoulders, but not in a way that would annoy her. It'd do.

"Impressed is right," she told him as she came out again. "As long as you're not surprised." Because her body was fabulous in all universes. She ran her hand through her much shorter hair as she passed through the living room, heading for the kitchen. "I'm glad you approve."