She has do donate all of her clothes.

Luke replied slyly, then said, "Okay, here's what you have to do. We're going to go to your house, grab a bunch of boxes, pack up ALL of your clothes-"

Jessie stopped him. "Wait, what? My clothes??"

Luke continued without acknowledgement. "- and then gonna take a little trip to the donation center."

Jessie stood there with a perplexed look. Was he serious? He wanted her to donate all of her clothing? Just for losing a stupid bet? She would only own the clothes on her back?

"You're kidding, right?" She questioned, afraid that she might actually have to go through with this.

Luke's demeanor remained unchanged. "I'm not kidding. We shook on it. Absolutely anything that I want you to do. And this is what I want you to do."

"So, let me get this straight. I have to donate ALL my clothes, and the ones that I'm wearing are the only ones I'll have left?" She asked, appalled.