Beth offers her shirt.

You look towards Beth with a smile, knowing the best way to make this more interesting. "You could always loan her your own shirt..."

Beth thinks about the idea for a second. Taking off her own shirt wouldn't be too bad as the top half of the dungerees would keep everything covered, at least until she got home and changed.

"I tell you what, borrow my shirt." She finally says, marching behind the desk, but luckily not looking down and straight into the rest room dragging a bewildered Emma with her.

Before Emma can protest Beth had already undone the top of her dungerees and is pulling her T-shirt up over her head, revealing a green string bikini underneath. "I was thinking of hitting the beach this afternoon anyway." She says with a grin, holding out her T-shirt to Emma.