No and Amy only makes things worse

Mackenzie made her way through the drunk college-aged boys and girls, careful to keep one hand tightly holding her towel in place. She soon made her way up to Amy and tore her away from a conversation with Nate, earning her a scowl from Amy.

"What's so important?" the dark haired girl said.

"Amy, did you move my clothes? Because they're not in your room anymore," Mackenzie confided.

"I didn't move anything," Amy replied before gasping. "That means someone took them!"

"Not so loud!" Mackenzie hushed, "But I think you're ri-"

"HEY!" Amy shouted, turning to face the other ten people at the party. "Which one of you PERVS took Mackenzie's clothes?"

That got most of the group's attention right away. "Her clothes are missing?" Mason asked, seeming genuinely surprised.

"Hey, it's not the worst thing in the world if she spends the rest of the night in a bikini, right?" joked Tyler. "I know I sure wouldn't complain."

"Well she doesn't have a bikini numbnuts!" Amy replied hotly, not sober enough to fully realize what she was saying. "She's just got a towel!"

That got the undivided attention of everyone there.

"Amy!" Mackenzie hissed to her friend, blushing deeply.

"Whoa, are you saying Mackenzie's naked under there right now?" Brandon asked with a lecherous smirk. His girlfriend Courtney elbowed him in the side.

"Duh!" Amy yelled, not exactly helping her friend. "Now fess up! Who took them?"

Mackenzie's blush only deepened as everyone's eyes turned to her towel-clad body. No one came forward and the room was consumed by silence.

"Ugh, fine!" Amy said. "C'mon Kenz you can borrow something of mine to wear."

"Wait, wait just hold on a second!" Nate said, stepping in front of Amy's path. "Now I don't know who took the clothes, but I think I've got an idea that will keep both sides here happy."

Amy shot him a pointed look but didn't stop him from proceeding.

"Clearly the thief wants Mackenzie here to remain dressed as she is. And I'm sure Mackenzie wants to make sure she gets her beautiful dress and stuff back unharmed. Right?" he directed the last question to Mackenzie.

"Of course I do! That dress was expensive!" Mackenzie said, leaning up against the kitchen counter. She was beginning to get more than a little irritated at the embarrassing situation and the **** in her system wasn't helping any.

"Right," said Nate. "So then here's the compromise. Mackenzie agrees to spend the rest of the night dressed as she is. Then, at the end of the night, the thief anonymously gives back everything he or she stole. Everyone's happy."

"Well," he quickly said upon seeing the look of disapproval on Mackenzie's face, "I mean happy relatively speaking of course! Whaddya say?"