"Get that dress!"
"Did you see that? She was naked!"
"No, she wasn't. She was wearing that dress and we need to go get it."
"Of course. I'll just hang it on the doorknob here where she can find it later."
"No, you're going to get that dress and go put it on. Now!"
"I can't just steal it! I'd feel stupid wearing someone else's clothes. Besides, it probably won't fit, anyway. She was ..."
"It'll fit just fine. I gotta see you in that dress!"
"Well, okay. But I really don't think this is such a good idea."
"It's a great idea. Here, let me open the door."
"I hope you know what you're doing."
"I do."
"Unzip me, please. It is a very pretty dress. It feels nice, too. Oh, no. I think my heel tore it. I heard a ripping sound. "
"Turn around and let me see. It's just a small tear at the bottom. It's hardly noticeable. Let me get a piece of tape."
"You know, this dress does fit me."
"Told you so. Now hold still while I tape it."
"Hey, what's this?"
"I can't see. What is it? "
"A little scrap of paper with writing on it."
"Inspected by Number 10, I'll bet."
"It's pretty faint. Let me move into the light. You just keep working on those buttons."
"There are a lot of them. It's taking me forever. That woman had only one fastened when we saw her. Do you suppose he made her take that dress off in the hallway?"
"Trust me. I saw the two of them. That man didn't force her to do anything, She wanted to as much as he did."
"Can you see what it says?"