[Hank chuckles. Is there a word for the sister-condition of getting shot down? Where like, you're not trying to pick a girl up, you're just being a prude at her?]

Yeah. Yeah, sure, advise us. I could use a little advice.

[She looks over the both of them again.]

Well, you've done well [She gestures at Firo,] by taking that off, the fewer layers you have the less drag there's going to be. You'd really need something that fits a little better, like...

[She tugs at Hank's shirt, holding it flat over his gut. Which Hank decides to be cool with, in large part because he wants to see the look on Firo's face through this whole helpful explanation.]

Maybe if you tucked it into those... Ah...

[She frowns at their pants.]

What are those, exactly? They look very- well matched with the rest of your clothes, but they'd really create a lot of drag themselves.