One, and a side order of Felicity's dress

Iris quickly swallowed one before putting the pack back in her bag. She waited a humiliating, near-unbearable few seconds for it to kick in. Oh god, she still needed to find something to-

"Give me your dress," she said suddenly, to Felicity. The blonde yelped.

"What?!" Felicity said.

She looked at Iris like she was crazy; honestly, Iris couldn't blame her. How must she have looked, plainly hiding somewhere in the room, then running out through the hospital stark naked, wrenching a bag away, taking a pill and demanding her dress.

Iris couldn't feel sympathetic though. Normally she liked to think of herself as a **** person, but this had gone too far! She'd just exposed herself to countless people all because Felicity just had to come along, had to open up the curtains, had to steal her bag...

Honestly it would only be fair if Felicity got to know how she felt. If she got a dress out of the bargain, so be it.

Iris reached out; Felicity jumped back, but Iris still managed to grap the shoulder strap of Felicity's dress-

And then it was gone, dissolution racing out from where Iris had touched, and soon the blonde was wearing only a pale blue bra and panties, and a cloud of bubbles were rapidly dissipating around her. Felicity screamed.

Iris stared.

Ok, so on top of making whatever covering she touched vanish, apparently if she was humiliated enough she could focus it on other things. That... might have been useful information at literally any other time.

"I-I didn't mean-" Iris said, flustered.

"What did you do?!" Felicity said, her eyes wide, her cheeks swiftly turning a bright red as she looked down at herself.

"I-it was an accident," Iris said.

She squirmed, realising that they'd attracted even more attention. Fuck, of course they had, Felicity had screamed, and now there was a naked woman and a half-naked blonde in the centre of the hallway.

Iris squealed. hurriedly looking around for an escape.