Emma removes the stockings

"What?" Emma asks, seeming to regain a little bit of composure, pulling her skirt back down to cover herself up. "No," she adds, quickly peeling off first, one and then the other of her stockings. "I... I have no idea what that is," she says slowly. "I must have trod in something."

Beth looks her friend up and down in suspicion for a moment, before coming to the realisation that with her stockings removed Emma now has nothing but her skirt. "Stepped in something?" Beth asks in confusion, before looking around at the various ruined and removed clothing in the bathroom. "Wait, is there something else you're not telling me?"

"No, not at all," Emma said a little too quickly. "Like what?"

Beth let a small smile play over her lips. "Are you secretly an exhibitionist?" she finally asked.

Emma was about to quickly deny it, but maybe she really was? She had been streaking in the library earlier, not that she'd ever done anything like that before. Even if she wasn't, it certainly made a better cover story that giving a random stranger a foot job under her desk.