"No," she replied back rather quickly, then caught herself and shook her head. "I don't do skirts." Unless there was a special occasion. Or she was egged on enough. "And not these ugly ones either. The shorts, maybe. Or the shirts."

You know, considering they were in the middle of a war and they'd need to leave the planet soon, it was probably a bad idea to start trying on terrible clothing and...oh who was she kidding, Lash was already dehenshining so that her normal plantsuit and coat was visible and looked around at the store, stroking her chin.

"Tee hee hee! This merchandise is soooo ugly!" She took one of the ugly skirts and showed it to him. "We should get this for Zedd!" She looked the other items snickering to herself about how most of these would make better oil rags than proper fashion.

On the left side of her arm, her UV tattoo was now clearly visible (only with less sadness, unlike this picture).