Beauty coughed and cleared her throat.

"Can you just... stay over there, on your side of the room? And put on a shirt, please..."

She paused abruptly, noticing his clothes scattered across the floor. She picked them up before continuing.

"And look, I don't want all this mess here. We both have to share this room for the next few days on this tour, so don't..."

She turned, and her gaze landed at his chest level, so you couldn't blame her for spacing out for a moment, staring at him.

"You were saying?"

His voice brought her back.

Beauty looked up, blinking.

"Please put on a shirt, for crying out...