“What…?” Edgeworth looked at Jenna, then back down at himself, frowning. He looked back at Jenna, examining her face for any signs of a joke, or otherwise. When he saw nothing, he released a rather strained sigh, slipping away into the bathroom.

He returned a few moments later, quite naked, a towel around his waist. He clutched onto the front rather self-conciously, nodding at her.

“Go ahead.”