Britney helps?

"What!?" Lauren asked, accidentally shrieking a bit with her panic.

"It's me, Britney." Came the voice through the door. Lauren glowered, feeling rage mix with her humiliation.

"GO AWAY!" Lauren commanded.

"Look, I'm sorry we got out of hand." Britney said sheepishly. "I wanted to make it up, so I found you something to wear."

There was a moment hesitation, then the door cracked. The corner of Lauren's face appeared.

"What?" Lauren asked desperately.

"I flagged down a boat and asked for a spare suit. We got lucky, they had something extra." She held out a suit in her hand.

Lauren reached out desperately, ripping the suit away and starting to get dressed...