All right, it was pretty hard to run in the catsuit. Karla had foreseen the difficulty of wearing heels and had opted for a pair of comfy black flats, but she hadn't thought far enough ahead to realize that running in leather that tight was harder than it looked. Funny, she didn't remember any problems with doing random backbends in this thing
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But there Vimes was, watching this with a sort of horrified fascination. "You're kidding me, right?"
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Blushing furiously, she pocketed her yo-yo and floated down to offer a hand to Karla and Dinah each. "No, nothing like that!"
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She didn't recognize Vimes, but he definitely had an aura of authority about him.
That was Not Good.
So she gave him her best unsure-but-game smile and said, "We, uhh, fell into the pond. But we;re fine now."
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Or Carrot.
"Then none of you would mind coming to the station to chat, right?"
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... Oh, God, Helena was never going to let her live this down....
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"For falling into the pond?" She was going to spin this as well as she could. "We're even still wearing our clothes?"
Hmmm...considering what she was wearing, perhaps it would be best not to point that out.
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Like, oh, say that bag over there.
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"Ummm! That's mine. It's very, very boring. And filled with...ummm...underthings?"
Okay, she'd had better excuses.
"I HAD PERMISSION!"
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Please?
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Right.
Oh boy. She muttered a small prayer that this would be over quick and Professor Gibbs no one would ever hear about it.
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