Kacey gets dressed... for now...

"Well, Dr. Gomez," Brooke continued with feigned formality, "I wasn't able to find your top, but everything else," she picked up the pile of Kacey's jeans and her bra and panties and handed it to the girl, "turned up safe and sound."

"All good," Kacey took the pile and started getting dressed in front of Brooke, "I guess I have a shirt on anyway," she fastened her bra under the dress-shirt. Like earlier with the gown, it was completely visible under the see-through shirt. Unlike then, Kacey had absolutely no cares in the world about something so trivial.

"Well," Kacey slipped her shoes back on to be fully dressed, "I guess I should be going, then," as Brooke handed her her purse with her phone, wallet, and keys. "Just make sure to mail me my top if you do ever find it."

"Thanks for coming out today," Brooke chirped cheekily, "you made quite the splash!"

"Thank you..." Kacey blushed as she turned to go and headed out the door and towards the parking lot. As she was walking, everyone kept shouting "see-through streaker!" at her, and when she opened her phone she saw it had thousands of notifications. Groaning that she would have to look through them all in the car, and fearful of another cameraman walking up to her, she made a brisk walk towards the parking lot.