Kenny frowned, slightly annoyed that Lei seemed to find her situation amusing. How would she like it if she was found in an elevator with another person's clothes on and barely any memory of the previous night? Kenny knew she would have had the decency not to laugh at her.
"Yeah. Funny," she said bitterly, her expression making it clear she wasn't happy with Lei at the moment. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just... confused." she added as she began to search the pockets of the jeans. There had to be something in them to give her an idea who the owner was. When she dipped her hand into the right back pocket, she came across a wallet.
She opened it and rummaged through it, letting out a gasp when she finally came upon the card identifying the owner. "Oh no, that can't be right," she exclaimed, staring down at the picture that was very obviously Frank. There was no way she was in Frank's clothing. No. Way.