Alex arched a brow as she watched them mentally back pedal in order to deal with her state of dress. Laurence turned beet red as he averted his eyes to the side, to the ceiling, the floor, anywhere but at her. Geri lowered his entire face with his hands clasped behind his back as he cleared his throat. As for Nigel, Alex knew that the only reason his face was turning red was from trying to keep from laughing and was not entirely successful judging by how his shoulders hitched from time to time.
"Well?" she asked and was relieved to hear her voice be close to its usual strength.