Oh don't start!

Jack laughed out loud, and tilted his head aside for a moment just to take in the sound of his own laughter, a sound he'd missed to be honest with himself. Grabbing his jacket off the railing in one hand he tucked it over his arm as he started to strip the shirt off over his head. He wadded it up and tucked it under his arm as he headed back into his office. If Martha followed it would be perfectly okay with him, if not he'd understand. The first thing he did was toss his jacket onto the top of his desk, watching with curiosity as it sent a few of the items on his desk scattering about. Then he tossed the wadded up shirt into the corner and then peeled the skirt that he was still wearing off. It was amazing that it still fit him, but he had realized that the elastic had given out completely along the one side. His hands ran through his hair, then across his chest and it was a bit cold.

Regardless of his form he hadn't really ever gotten used to the idea of underwear so he was truly in his true form as he opened the closet in the corner of his office looking for something to wear. Over his shoulder he tossed a pair of trousers and suspenders still attached to the waist could be heard clattering against the floor. The sound made him wonder if he'd knocked something else off his desk so he turned around to see Martha just walking toward the doorway.

"Well looks like you get the thorough inspection time after all Doctor Jones."