Ami's eyes went wide at the words 'snakeskin miniskirt.' She saw the mischeivous glint in Ripley's eyes and it was mirrored in Faith's. "What? No!" Ami immediately protested, "You're not very likely to see me often in a skirt or a dress, and ... snakeskin miniskirt?</> I think not.
"Come on, Ripley, you know me, you see how I dress," Ami indicated the simple khaki shorts and tank top with a sweeping hand motion. "This is it, the Ami Jackson Tropical Island look. In season all year around when stranded on desert island."
"You've got the legs for it, why not show 'em off?" Faith asked as she casually inspected Ami's legs.
Ami didn't know what was more disturbing, the fact that Faith was checking out her legs, the fact that Ripley was grinning maniacally, or the fact that a woman she knew as a friend and a woman she hardly knew had just met, bonded and decided to turn her into their personal dress up doll. Or some combination of all of the above.
Rose chuckled in the background, and as Ami turned to look at her, she said, "You're going to miss these days when you could show it all off and didn't take the opportunity."
"Oh, please Rose, by all that is holy, tell me you don't actually think this is a good idea!"
"Well, they're your legs," Rose said and went back to lunch preparations.
Ami looked pointedly at both women, "No. No. And no."
Faith nodded in understanding. She turned to Ripley, "So, who's Emerson, and how many skins do you think he'll need for a skirt?"
Faith grinned, Rose chuckled, and Ripley chortled. Ami groaned.
[Ami] The Snakeskin Brigade (tag Faith, Ripley, open)
"Come on, Ripley, you know me, you see how I dress," Ami indicated the simple khaki shorts and tank top with a sweeping hand motion. "This is it, the Ami Jackson Tropical Island look. In season all year around when stranded on desert island."
"You've got the legs for it, why not show 'em off?" Faith asked as she casually inspected Ami's legs.
Ami didn't know what was more disturbing, the fact that Faith was checking out her legs, the fact that Ripley was grinning maniacally, or the fact that a woman she knew as a friend and a woman she hardly knew had just met, bonded and decided to turn her into their personal dress up doll. Or some combination of all of the above.
Rose chuckled in the background, and as Ami turned to look at her, she said, "You're going to miss these days when you could show it all off and didn't take the opportunity."
"Oh, please Rose, by all that is holy, tell me you don't actually think this is a good idea!"
"Well, they're your legs," Rose said and went back to lunch preparations.
Ami looked pointedly at both women, "No. No. And no."
Faith nodded in understanding. She turned to Ripley, "So, who's Emerson, and how many skins do you think he'll need for a skirt?"
Faith grinned, Rose chuckled, and Ripley chortled. Ami groaned.