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Ripley: I did it right...right?
Onyx glances over.
Onyx: Yeah.
She glances again.
Onyx: No...sweet, sweet baby...
Ripley adjusts the bra, pushing them up.
Onyx: No...no stop...you're making it worse...come here.
Ripley walks over, letting Onyx touch her chest to get her breasts in the right place. Well, what had HAPPENED was...It slipped for a moment.
Onyx: Oh! Oh! My bad!
Ripley: It's fine, you had no intention on doing it on purpose.
Onyx finally fixes the tit situation...Meanwhile...on the other side of the locker room.
Amara: I know you caught that.
Xenia: Like hell I did.
Amara: Can we agree we were looking respectfully before that happened?
Xenia: That's the one thing we can agree on.