Remove top

YOU: Can you take your top off for me?

Lucy continues staring blankly at her screen before reaching down slightly, she wraps her fingers around the bottom of her vest top off-screen and slowly begins to pull it up. Just as it passes her belly button her eyes go wide and she lets go of it, suddenly standing up. You begin to panic, everything's failed and~ and Lucy sits back down in her chair, she stares at the screen a little less blankly now and appears to be looking for something.. after some time she begins typing.

LUCY: What the hell?

YOU: What?

LUCY: I don't remember starting this call.. Can I take my top off?

You quickly end the call and lean back into your chair, you've fucked up. Maybe you should take things slower with Lucy. You rub your temples as you press your head into the back of your chair.