Lynn gets a costume change. [-- Bad Bunny Route START--]

Even through the bathroom door, the girls could feel Lynn's fury.

"No. No, no, no! I'm not wearing it!"

"It's a D .Va costume," Kiona said. "It's also what we had on hand. You're wearing it."

"It's shameless pandering is what it is and I am not sinking to this level."

Joy snickered. "Since when have you been above shameless pandering?"

"Since it involves cat ears and a tail! This isn't even Korean!"

"It isn't?" Marigold asked nervously. "Is it racist if I thought it was?"

"Yes, it's racist if you think Gothic Lolita is fucking Korean!"

"Just come out and let us see!" Terri pleaded. "Just a peek!"

"Ugh!"

The bathroom door flew open and a hundred and ten pounds of pure humiliation stepped out. Clad in a blonde wig, frilly black dress, thigh-high stockings in ravishing black and purple, Lynn sported her team's best efforts at a quick-and-dirty Black Cat D. Va. The extra accessories, from big pink ribbons to heart-shaped locket, were, of course, contributed from all over the hotel. When the call went out that Lynn needed a new costume, the community was more than happy to contribute.

For a moment there was silence. Then, laughter.

"Oh my God!" Joy cackled. "Those cat ears are freaking adorable! Mew for me, Lin Lin! Mew for me!"

"Look at her tail!" Terri squeed. "Lookie! Look at it itzsocute!"

"I hate all of you."

"This isn't a grumpy cat cosplay," Kiona said. "Come on, who's a good widdle kitty?"

"As if your costumes are any better," Lynn said with a huff. "I can't believe you ditched all my hard work. Just because I'm not competing doesn't mean you all can't! Seriously, Kiki, you're not going as Pharah? She was built for you!"

"Well, we wanted to stick together in the group competition, and since you're not there to lead..." Terri shrugged. "And just between us girls, I may have gotten Tracer a little dirty last night."

"WHAT?!"

"It's true," Kiona added. "She stumbled in last night with margaritas, Mai Tais and God knows what else spilled all over her tights. I swear, Terri, I could get smashed just by licking your pants."

Terri wrapped a hand around the back of her neck. "I really wouldn't do that."

"Ew," Marigold said.