"Oh thanks." The ninja moved to the closet and locate the brush on the shelf over the bar. "Well, you see... that all-- Umm. I-- well, I guess 'friends' isn't really the ri--"

Suddenly, the brush clattered to the ground and Sheena stared, eyes wide, at the contents of Yukari's closet. That dress. That dress. She was frozen and couldn't move, flashes from the previous night flickering through her mind.