Yes, we should

"Alright, now's not the time to argue!" Astrid shouts. "Let's move out and find Sasha so we can get out of here!"

"Oh, now you want us to hurry when you're embarrassed and losing control," Isabella mocks.

"Shut up!"

Astrid leads you out of the armory back into the main foyer. Jeanette hides behind you as Isabella walks in front. Isabella makes no effort to retain any modesty, flaunting her curves as she walks. You could almost swear she is swaying her hips.

"See anything you like back there, Sam?" Isabella asks. You look away, trying to ignore her, as Jeanette "EEPS" in shame.

Astrid pushes open a door to a massive library. Shelves upon shelves are stacked up to ceiling, giving the impression that the house was bigger than it looked.

"Wow! I could spend weeks here reading these books!" You whisper in awe.

"Yeah, maybe watch what you wish for, dude?" Isabella asks.

A lone figure walks from around the corner holding a large book in her hands. The four of you breath a collective sigh of relief as you see Sasha, still fully clothed. You can't help but call out to her. "Sasha! You're okay!"

She looks up and instantly changes from confused to relieved to disgust. "Oh my God! You guys are - totally naked!"

She holds up her book to block her view of you. "What the hell happened to you?!"

"Wardrobe malfunction," Isabella jokes. "Kind of fun, in a weird way."

"Fun?! Are you crazy?!" Jeanette hisses under her breath.

Sasha nervously gulps and start walking towards the bookshelf while continuing to block you from view. "Um, hey, that's fine! I'm not gonna judge you four! Just...don't show off, okay?"

"Show off?" Astrid repeats. "We're not showing off! You think we did this on purpose?!"

"You did to me," Isabella mocks. "But you're right: we can't show off. Especially since you don't have anything to show, itsy bitsy titsies."

"WOULD YOU SHUT UP?!" Astrid snaps.

Trying to drown out the fighting, your eyes focus on the book that Sasha is holding. "Hey, what are you reading, anyway?"