[She basically thinks this is the cutest thing she's ever gotten to witness. Laughing, she reaches into the closet to pull out a hoodie of her own. Something red and soft and really not needed, but if he's going to wear one, she might as well do it too. She tugs it down over her head, hair getting messed up in the process.]

Go on, go get changed! I can't make us something to eat if we stand around acting like the closet is Disneyland.

[Eyebrows arch as she pokes fun at the both of them, and arms cross over her chest as if she's the one in charge here.]

We can play with it more later.

[She's a growing teenager with a crazy metabolism, okay. She requires a lot of food and when her stomach starts growling her patience for waiting to get some goes quickly downhill. So she moves forward to playfully shove him in the direction of his bathroom door.]