The "DD Brigade" stops to say hi.

"Hey! Bunny Hapa! Over here!"

"Hm?" Lynn's head snapped to the new voice and her face fell when she saw who it was. She recovered quickly and gave a big, fake smile. "Oh! Well hello there, Saki-chan!"

'Saki-chan' was a girl dressed as Kasumi, from Dead or Alive- and she was every bit as blessed as the original. She wore the near-scandalous outfit with pride, showing off every inch of her full cleavage and curvaceous hips. From the side, it was like she was wearing nothing below the waist but a strap of blue fabric and stockings.

"I love your Kasumi!" Lynn gushed with every ounce of enthusiasm she could muster.

"Thanks! I love your D.Va, too!" Saki-chan said, spinning in a circle and letting her dress flutter. It was more of a loincloth than a dress, but cosplay terminology was very insistent. If it was called a dress, it was a dress.

"Who's that?" Terri whispered to Joy, who was watching with amusement.

"That's Akane Shibasaki, or if you're a streamer dork, Saki-chan," Joy said. "Lynn hates her guts."

"What?" Terri couldn't see anything wrong between the two. "Why?"

"She's native Japanese, she streams, and she's got big boobs," Joy said. "Not hard for Lynn to be jealous. You should have seen how happy Lynn was when Twitch banned cleavage cams, she was practically bouncing off the walls."

"Oh," Terri said. She looked down at her own less-than-ample chest. "I see... but... doesn't Marigold-"

"Don't make it an issue," Joy interrupted. "Trust me."

"Well, all right then."

A moment later, Saki-chan was joined by a few more friends in cosplay. Terri spotted an Ahri, a Mystique, and a Sylvanas. Not a single one of them had a cup size smaller than a D.

"And these are your friends? You're all so pretty!" Lynn smiled wide enough that her face felt like it would break. "You're gonna do great in Cos-Clash!"

"That is a foregone conclusion," drawled Sylvanas. "Victory for the Forsaken. And us, too."

"Forget the competition!" Ahri giggled. "Who else is here for the afterparty? Rawr!"

"I'm sure we'll see you there," Mystique said, idly running a hand along her arms to check that her blue body paint was still dry. Terri couldn't help but stare. How could she get away with something so... minimal?

"Of course!" Lynn said. "We'll all be at the afterparty, right, girls?"