Starfire

The Tamaranian Titan walks into her Office.

She's not wearing her usual attire though- at least not so it seems.

She's wearing a big, thick coat that goes down to her ankles.

Starfire stops in front of the chair and looks at Dr. Thompson.

"Do you mind if I take this off?"
She shakes her head.

Starfire takes off the coat and the Doctor sees her uniform.

Since she turned 19 (in human years), she has adjusted her outfit a bit. It started like this...

...but now it shows even more skin.
Her arms are 80% exposed and the top is cut tighter to expose her sides.

Starfire sits down.

"Why are you here," the Doctor asks simply.
"Robin says I am too the forwards."
"I don't follow."
"Well, we have been doing the dance of the florenz together and now he doesn't like that I hug and kiss my teammates."

That must mean sex, she interprets.
Jealous guy.
Horny girl.
She can work with that.

"That explains the coat then."
"Yes. My outfit must allow me more exposure to the Sun in order to be at full strength. He thinks that I show too much of the skin."
"You obviously disagree. Well, before I meet with Robin about this, maybe I can help you feel relaxed."

Starfire nods.

Time to work