Lauren tries to get out of it

I already took off my dress," Lauren pointed out. "You can see practically everything!"

To prove her point Lauren raised her arms, before nerves and self-conscientiousness made her cover again.

"I'm sorry, but the readings were here." The man gestured with the wand at Lauren's chest. Lauren went pale as she realized what had set the scanners off.

"Also, you could conceal just about anything under those..." He gestured at Lauren's Spanx.

"Um, look." Lauren said nervously. "I don't know if you know who I am, but I'm pretty famous. I sort of have an image to maintain, and I really don't want to take my clothes off here..."

"I'm sorry, but we can't let you go until we get to the bottom of this." The agent said, apologetic but firm.

"Well... aren't searches supposed to be done by a woman?" Lauren said, a little ****.

"I'm sorry, but we're short staffed today." The man said. "So please, undress and we'll make this as quick as possible."

Lauren squirmed. What could she do?