"Alright, we don't have bras on hand for deployment but we got the rest. One sec," Natalie calmly yet hastily said as she exited the springs, her bare body exposed but she legitimately didn't care. He dried her hand on the bottom the she shirt she wore before mumbling something into her phone. Within seconds a drop pod fell from the skies as a black pant suit and matching heels dropped in it, and a purple low cut shirt came with it as the crest of the NWH was on it. When Nat opened the door for Chloanne, she pushed it slightly closer to the springs.