he tugged the black shirt over his head with one hand , holding the opened packet of wipes in the other . the music drifted through the open window from outside . the strength in his stomach alone surprised her . now , this was okay while one of us at least was acting normally , but it worried me that at some point , should we both suffer from a slight case of loony-tunes , we could be in serious trouble . her stomach was growling and that was the last thing she wanted to have happen to her up on stage . 