Pepper's pants

Pepper blushed deeply at the sound she recognised as her pants splitting, and the blush got warmer as she remembered what underwear she was wearing- orange panties with 'world's best secretary' printed across the seat, a joke gift that had turned out to be surprisingly comfortable, and probably the worst choice for the impression she was trying to make today.

"Oops," she straightened up and clapped a hand over the rip, "just a little... malfunction... hardly worth mentioning when you write this up. Please... follow me..."

She reached out to swipe her card on the door, and as she did the buttons of her suit jacket popped, causing the garment to flap open.

"Oh no..."

"Miss Potts, is the suit some sort of metaphor?"

"No... just an old suit. But really, I have so much more I want to show you..."