"Cali, don't lift my skirt!"
"I'm not lifting it, I'm examining it. There's a difference."
"There is not a difference when your hand is right there and lifting it!"
Alexandra was swatting at Calypso's fingers while Bastet leaned in from the other side, pulling at the waistline seam with the quiet intensity of a craftsman who'd found a forgery in her portfolio. Alexandra yelped and twisted between them, one hand pushing Calypso away and the other trying to keep Bastet from rotating her like a mannequin.
"The moon yandere redid the entire hemline," Bastet murmured, more to herself than anyone. "The tension is completely different."
"I told you the proportions were wrong," Calypso said.
"The proportions were fine. She changed the stitch pattern."
"P-please, people are watching!"
Nobody was watching except Kaiden, who let them have it.
He instantly saw one thing.
