Emily
Emily's eyes widened as Nero suddenly dropped her toga to the floor, the busty blonde striking a pose as if it was the most natural thing. The redhead stared for a moment, the glanced at Megan, when an idea hit her, a wicked little smile coming to her face.
Well, like they say, when in Rome...
"You know, spring is rather warm for a sweater," Emily remarked to the saleswoman, starting to peel the snug sweater away, letting the garment practically slide off of her body as she let her Mantle go, the rejuvenating smells and warmth of spring filling the air around her, "And I suppose this clothing store makes for a rather drab backdrop. Let's see if we can't do a bit better..."
With that, Glamour flowed out, an outpouring of power into the ground around her, reaching for the soil beneath. The changeling was careful not to tear up the floor too much as brought forth flowering vines to serve as an appropriate backdrop, the Changeling stripping away her blouse before simply slipping out of her jeans, her underwear following suit to leave her about as naked as the Roman beside her, both of them art painted against a backdrop of flowering vines. Emily took a moment to lean back into a seat of some vines that rose up in just the right place, one leg tucked up against her chest while the other dangled free, the redhead giving Megan an inviting little smile as she complemented Nero's pose with one of just the right mix of teasing and wanton desire.
All in all, Emily was rather pleased with herself, for what she'd managed to improvise on the spot, given how little warning Nero had given.
"Mmm, indeed," Emily mused, her tone just a little needy as half-lidded periwinkle eyes locked with Megan's, "We'd both certainly appreciate your assistance. So how do you think you'd want go about this, hmm?"