If she can, why not?

Jeanne was delighted to see Gabi fight on, oblivious to her bared butt, but Jeanne felt like there was more to do. She'd love to get her top off without Gabi noticing, but that seemed a little difficult to do from behind. Honestly, she was lucky to just get her shorts off; there was no way she could work away at the blue top, right?

Well, taking a look at the line around her, similarly enthralled by the exposed cosplayer hogging the machine, she saw someone who might have been able to help her, and if they were anything like the character they were dressed as, they'd be more than willing to. They were tall, dressed in a black jacket, red pants with floral print, a large crown, and a big orange feather boa, all of which only slightly distracted from the skeleton gloves and mask, and big poofy afro wig, The character was Brook, from One Piece, and Jeanne hoped the person behind the mask shared the character's perverted nature, as she ignored the brighter elements of their costume to focus in on the thin purple cane held loosely in one of their hands.

"Psst!" Jeanne sidled up to them. She figured at this point that almost nothing would draw Gabi from her fighting game trance, and didn't really bother whispering as she called the skeleton over. "Lemme see that for a second, would you?" she asked, gesturing towards the half-naked cosplayer and then pointing to their cane. Brook eagerly obliged, and once again, Jeanne set to work. Gabi's opponent, a young man in a black jacket and cargo shorts, looked back for a moment to see Jeanne, who replied with a finger to her lips, and the man smirked. Jeanne wasn't paying attention, but the man smirked and decided to help out a bit, suddenly taking a much more defensive strategy to draw the match out longer.

Jeanne gingerly pinched the blue fabric, slowly pulling it away from Gabi's back, and was delighted to see she was only wearing a plain white strapless bra underneath. Undoing the clasp was easy enough, and if Gabi noticed any discomfort it was only shown in a roll of her shoulders, and quickly forgotten in the face of a suddenly ferocious offense from her opponent. Giving him a quick thumbs up, Jeanne quickly moved on to actually getting the bra off. It'd be tough, but that's what she had the cane for.

Asking 'Brook' to hold Gabi's top in the same position, the cosplayer chuckling softly behind their mask as they complied. With her right hand, Jeanne grabbed one of the dangling unclasped straps of Gabi's bra, and with her left, she deftly maneuvered the cane under Gabi's arm, even as it jostled back and forth as Gabi worked the arcade stick. Hooking the handle of the cane into a gap at the bottom hem of the shirt, Jeanne slowly lifted it up until Gabi's modest chest was exposed, the strapless bra already starting to lose it's tension. It came off fast as, with the cane holding Gabi's shirt front and Brook holding the back, Jeanne whipped the bra right off of Gabi, letting her pert breasts free to the open air of the convention center. Cold air, apparently, Jeanne noticed, and was able to trace goosebumps all the way from Gabi's arm to her now-bare nipples, pointing straight out and swaying slightly every time Gabi readjusted her stance at the machine.

Jeanne passed off the bra to Brook, letting the skeleton keep it as a souvenir of sorts, while both slowly released the tight blue fabric of Gabi's top. Jeanne couldn't quite pull the top back down all the way, or else she risked the cane brushing up against Gabi, but honestly that was only a benefit- not only were her nipples now pointed and visible through the fabric, but with the top scrunched up Gabi was now baring about as much underboob as the character she was dressed as!

Jeanne slunk back to her position in line, just in time for Gabi's opponent to give up the ghost and lose. Again, Gabi did a quick victory spin as she cheered, before looking to the line with her arms crossed, just under her breasts, only framing them better for the growing crowd.

"Come on now, isn't there anyone that can beat me? Or are you all having too much fun watching me beat the pants off these guys?"

Someone's pants were coming off alright, but the other question still stood; was there anyone who could beat the obliviously bared Gabi?