...Not that I'm saying this out of any personal bias, but... Why did you even bother with the shirt?

[God. He can admit that personal bias now. He can admit his selfish admiration of York's shamelessness and his appreciation of the artwork that is bis best friend's totally rockin bod.

He still can't believe how loose and free he feels.]

I mean- why I didn't bother with a shirt is pretty obvious; ponchos are far from flattering and they don't make shirts with armholes that go down past the hip.