The coat room

You felt drawn to the coat room, something about sharing a more intimate space wit-

You cut yourself off from the thoughts invading your mind, not willing or wanting to give them oxygen but you couldn't stop yourself from acting on them anyways. You placed the coat room off to the side of the trophy room and the corresponding door clicked open. Knowing the process now you immediately draw a card from the event deck. You read the short passage out loud.

Those clothes simply won't do, pick something new. But choose carefully, the clothes make the man, or woman.

Brian : "You know what, I did kind of think your Starfleet uniform was throwing off the vibe."

Jeff : "Ha, maybe. But I'm going to miss the spandex, very comfortable."

He flexes back and forth, showing off his mobility.

An intrusive thought informed you that you too would miss the spandex as your eyes are drawn involuntarily along your old friend's impressive physique, down to his obviously impressive package. You don't remember the old star trek outfits being this revealing. You override that thought and hope that getting Jeff into a more suitable suit might cure you of what ails you as you reach for the newly unlocked door to the coat room.