Olivia starts to undress the new Mannequin

Olivia shakes the thought away. She gets to work, first removing the strange device from the doll's stiff fingers: "Is that... a dictaphone? Why is it holding that?"

Oliva stores the thought for later, places the dictaphone to the side, and carefully undresses the mannequin before fitting it with one of the new swimsuits...

She pauses halfway through.

Up close, the craftsmanship is incredible. The texture of the skin. The detail in the hands. Even the hair looks real.

“Oh, Wow!” Olivia mutters. “This one... even got pubic hair...”

And a vagina?!