Chihiro takes the pajamas and says, "I'll just nip into the bedroom to change." She doesn't bother to shut the door, as she'll only be a minute. She undoes the buttons of her white blouse, and it drops to the floor. Soon her pink tank top follows it. The jeans are another victim, dropping alongside the other apparel in a heap. She kicks off her shoes. Chihiro puts on the pajama top, leaving a buttom undone, but the pants...well...<br/><br/>She sees the hole for the tail. She rolls her eyes, and mischevious thought enters her mind. It's also slightly drunken logic. They'd be able to see her underwear anyway, right, with the hole?<br/><br/>So why wear pants?<br/><br/>She steps out and says to Monkling, "The pants have a hole that makes them a little...embarassing for me to wear, so I decided to opt out of wearing them." She sits back down, crossing her smooth legs. She grins at them both and says, "If you're curious about smooth skin, you can always see what it's like by touching my leg. It's pretty smooth, right?" The tequila and beer is probably talking for her, but Chihiro admits that it's thrilling to indulge in dreams that she was never allowed to indulge in. Ever.