That shirt, taken objectively, is nowhere near as suggestive as it really is. What are simple plain-cut hems with the faintest brush of pinstriped decoration in abstract become long, body hugging lines that accentuate her spare curves, the length of her torso and the sweep of her breasts beneath the cloth.

He might possibly be obsessing, he notices as she starts laughing at him, set her hands on her hips and poses hipshot, shoulders angled to contrast her hips.