"I am always very me," he purrs, giving the center of Jay's chest a kiss of its own.

He then peers closer at the collar, under Jay's chin and moving around to the back of his neck, running his fingertips along its edges to feel for any breaks or latches.

"I hate to say this, darling, but it looks as if the collar is here to stay for the duration of the holiday. The bands, however..."

Handling Jay's nicely muscled arms is such a task.

"Aha! I think I've found something."

The tiny latch is located at the very back of the arm where it would be hard for anyone but a partner to find. Emcee flicks it loose with a fingernail, and the band slips off. He does the same on the other arm, and then moves on to the wrist cuffs.

"It seems as if our costumes require teamwork in removing them."