The story: I work in an office, and there is a shelf cabinet above my co-workers desk (your desk). I come over to you, and ask how are you doing, and that I need to get something from above.... I stretch my arms high up to the shelf, which causes my shirt to rise up and reveal my belly button... I can’t find what I'm looking for and I keep searching, keeping my arms up, and my belly in front of my co-worker’s face. Eventually I find out your belly button is showing. I cover your belly saying how embarrassed I am to show it to you like that, and now you knows what my belly button looks like... I tell him to stop looking, while I continue stretching. But you ask how it’s an innie-outie, and ask if it has always looked like that, even as a kid. While I answer the questions, I come back close up to you again, and stretch my arms above my head in different ways to show my belly button again, making it change shapes. At the end, I stretch open your belly button with my fingers and show you the inside, and tell you that I am not shy about it anymore...