Shawn tilted his head at the obvious decline. "You were being such a good boy..." He mumbled, a sly grin on his face as he stepped forward.<br/>In one swift motion the boy's shirt was up and over his head once again, floating through the air somewhere to land behind Shawn.<br/><br/>"Pants, now. Or I'll remove them for you."<br/>He could really care less about what embarrassed the brat, he needed to know if the kid was selable. If his 'item' was to small, or he had any issues getting it up, it would effect the price greatly.