Actually, I'm having second thoughts

I screech to a halt and ask Ming Zhao to hold up. "Wait, wait, wait!"

She stops and turns around with a confused stare. "What?"

"Is this a good idea?" I ask. "Every time you make a new invention, we both end up getting stripped naked and having to go home in our birthday suits."

Ming Zhao looks offended. "We do not!"

"Yes, we do," I say. "At first I didn't complain because it ended in sex, but after a while, I get tired of running through my office in the buff. Even if it's with you."

She folds her arms and glares at me. "Name one time that's happened."