Mr Todd shivered a little. He stared at his emptied clothes, lying in a heap on the carpet.
"Suffice to say that these clothes won't fit anymore," Mr Todd muttered. "Maybe I can MAKE some clothes."
He fished a fabric handkerchief from his massive pants pocket, and wrapped it round his body into a makeshift toga.
Then he got one of his shoelaces and he tied it onto the hanky toga, fastening it with a strong knot.
Mr Todd smiled as he looked at his new loincloth. "Well," he said to himself. "it's better than nothing."
Mr Todd was just wondering what he should do when his thoughts were rudely interrupted by the doorbell.
It seemed he was getting a visitor.