"Shit, you can teleport?" he gaped. "When did that become a thing? Just now?" His line of questioning got him distracted but then he looked down at himself. "Oh... Right. Hold on."

He jogged up to his room (god it was weird having his own room again) and yanked a shirt and jeans on. A quick glance in the mirror confirmed his hair was fine so he hurried back to meet his friend. "Uh, do you want anything? A drink? Feel free to sit down, the couch will still stab you but it's... Nevermind. Lucky you ended up here and not in like, jail or something."