Dungeree disaster.

Emma still appears speechless for a moment as she watched her friend doing the first strap of her dungerees back up. "Um, thanks." She finally says, looking down at the shirt.

She's about to put it on when you click your fingers one more and hear Beth curse.

Emma turns her attention back to her friend, seeing the right hand side of the dungerees still hanging down, the broken buckle in Beth's hand. "Of all the times for this to happen." Beth moans. "I can't go back out into the library like this. The beach is fine, but not the library."

You prepare to intervene, but it seems that Beth actually gets their first. "Tell you what, how about you give me your tank top. It won't look too bad see thru with a bikini under it, and then you can wear my T-shirt to keep you covered. Deal?"