We'll see what happens.

Let's just... Hff. Get undressed, I suppose. I don't want to have to clean this dress over and over.

[Jacket, off. Neatly folded. Dress... Off. Neatly folded nest to the jacket. Frilly lingerie that never got a chance to shine, off. Tryse doesn't try to make this sexy, she's just focused on trying to get this round over with. Her hands are shaking with embarrassment, but Evangeline's calm means she's not hyperventilating or hesitating.

It's just business, that's all.]