"Er, yes, I mean... good... I had to ask to make certain."

Miles squinted up through the trees, shading his eyes with a hand. Now that she had mentioned it was was really hot and somehow getting progressively warmer. He was a rather oblivious, literal-minded man, most of her stammering really just flew over his head. On top of it, he was feeling so relaxed, now. It was a beautiful place, warm and inviting. He just wanted to strip down and lay down in the warm grass.

"Actually now that you mention it, it is very hot here, isn't it? I hope you don't mind if I lose a few layers..."

With that, he slipped his vest off and began to unbutton his shirt. Why on earth did he decide to wear so many layers? This was a hassle.