He could look like as big a douche as he wanted to, honestly, because Kate had only managed to pair his shirt with a random skirt she'd spotted lying around, and her hair was a tangled mess and there were still the remnants of last night's makeup on her face, because it wasn't like she'd taken the time to wash that off.

"Yeah, it's Fandom, this always happens," she muttered, finally, then went over to the door and opened it. "Don't kick the door down, kid, seriously."