On a 10+, you do so with no problem.

Quickly, Lily searched around till she found her friend Tabitha standing near the corner by herself. Likely her boyfriend Larry had gone to the bathroom or something meaning that she had precious seconds to enlist her friend's help. Making her way over to Tabitha, Lily slid up beside her and spoke in hushed whispers, "Tabitha... Tabitha... I need your help."

Her friend looked over at her and brushed a lock of blonde hair out of her face. She was wearing an elegant lavender a-line dress with all the lacy trim and layers that money could buy. The outfit was perfect in every way possible barring her shoulders to the world and leaving her breasts encased in a supportive corset top. Tabitha frowned her voice a light soprano like Lily's, "Lily... what are you wearing?"

"Nevermind," Lily said hurriedly, desperately wanting to change the subject. "Please. I need your help. I can't get these handcuffs off. I really need your help."

"Okay okay," Tabitha said back. She bent over and pulled a hairpin out of her long, golden locks. With little effort, she had Lily out her cuffs.