"Gorramit! Jayne ain't a girl!" Proof.
"Is that all?" Relief.
"WHAT?" Shock. Hurt. "Whatda ya mean all?"
"Your fantasies indicated a larger… organ." Bemusement.
Anger. Shame. "Ain't nice to laugh about…"
Wide eyes. "Did I laugh?"
"Near enough." Rustling.
"No, don't put it away. I was concerned about fit." Embarrassment.
Stiffening. "Fit?" Hopefulness
Oblivious. "However, the Cortex provides abundant images of women inserting much larger objects."
"Damn, girl, what sites have you been on?"
Blush. "I was verifying the plausibility…" More clothing rustling. "Jayne 'ain't' a girl, but River is. We should fit together nicely."
"You're nekkid."
"Yes, I know."