Ross, scarily eager to don women's clothing (apparently not for
the first time), settled in quickly to his role. This lovely chap actually
asked Ross to marry him. Hmm. We took the photo, and Ross's would-be-suitor
ad-lib'd it a bit, hitching up the dress. The hairy legs weren't our fault: Ross's
major 'rule' (plea?) for the night was that no body hair be removed...
