At least all that he had to do was step out of his pants, her legs kept getting caught in her skirt but she was too big to simply step out. Leaning her head down, she gripped a corner of her neckline in her teeth and pulled, the fabric ripping with little effort. Stepping from her clothing, she turned to watch the cat go after the stick.

He couldn't do anything with it right now, but did he really think she'd give it to him. She wouldn't bust his bubble just yet though.]

Then what did? Do you think this could this be another of the authors insane plots?