"Oh...."  She says, adjusting her skirt.  Then pulling her door half closed, she stood behind it and Pulled off her gown, slipping her bra on and her jersey over that, pulling the door back open again when she was done.   Squatting down she rummaged through the shoes to see what she might wear with the outfit.<br/><br/>"You know Lyk, sometimes, when you say things like that, it rather worries me that one day you could just go beserk and....."  She stopped what she was doing and looked back over at him seriously..."And one of us could get killed."