Hand her stuff back

"Ah yes, that's true"

You throw her clothes and stuff back one at a time, forcing her to use her hands and expose herself repeatedly, before she turns around to put her bra back on and slip her robes back over her head.

"Now bugger off, or I'll continue where we left off."

The diviner glares intensely, but doesn't reply. She runs towards the window, hops out off the sloping roof, and rendevouzes with the pair of naked elves standing in the shadows in the courtyard. She's in the best condition of the three, all she lost is her thong and dignity.

The elces talk for a few seconds, and the best you can pick up are snippets along the lines of "never speak of this again", before they slink off into the night. Another job well done.