They leave the queue

You watch as Supergirl tugs her shorts back up, pulling up the hem of the already short skirt, to give you a nice flash of thigh.

"Hang on," Superman says, taking her arm and leading her out of the queue for a moment. "Are you okay?"

"No, I'm not okay!" Supergirl snaps, trying to cover her modesty as much as possible. "These shorts were brand new, what the fuck."