A change of clothes and targets

"Well the way I see it," you say, "you basically have two options."

She nods simply and silently.

"You can walk out the door as you are," you start.

"Certainly not!" she says, and begins to rant more of the same.

"In THAT case," you say, raising your voice to be heard over her, "you can call someone to bring you a change of clothes."

"Ahhh, yes," she says. "Perhaps my dorm next-door neighbor, Dave."

"DO NOT interrupt!" you shout. "As I was saying, you should have your clothes brought to us by someone who can take your place with me."