Nothing good

Lauren ran to her bedroom, hoping the men weren't looking at her (extensive) underwear drawer. She was relieved to not see them holding up a padded bra or girdle, but was shocked to see her dresser pulled away from the wall, showing a large amount of sawdust and wings along the floor. The wall seemed fine, but her dresser (which contained her most prized possessions) was riddled with tiny holes!

"Looks like we found the cause of the infestation." Greg said.

"I had that since I was a kid. How could it have termites?" Lauren asked.

"Termites could live in these things for years, and not show any signs. They probably were eating away at this dresser for the past couple years since your parents bought it, and just now decided to look for other food sources. By the way, you said this is yours? If you're here for vacation, why did you need a large dresser?"

Lauren blushed anew and tried to figure out what to say. She really knew now that they thought she was a little girl. She couldn't let on that she was an adult that used that dresser.

"Well, I often visit here, so my parents gave this to my cousin so I could have a place to store my things."

"Well, I'm sorry but it has to go, along with everything inside it. We don't want to risk having them spread after we fumigate the place."

"What are you saying?' Lauren asked.

"It means whatever is in this dresser is no longer something you can use. Or wear. It's going to the dump."

With that, the two men heaved the dresser out of the apartment, leaving Lauren to contemplate her next move. They would be a few minutes, so she could try to get dressed. However, without her special underwear, none of her clothes would fit her. Unless...