Clio positively beamed as he pulled that bowstring so much farther back than he had the first time. She whooped and then said, "oh, I reckon it's worth two!" Then she reached up to unhook her bra (conveniently a frontsie) and she pulled her shirt up, flashing him and looking well pleased with herself. At least until the high-pitched yelp, followed by "Oh god, I'm so sorry!" let her know that Tuck had walked in and then walked straight back out.
"Welp," she said, lowering her shirt and laughing, "I daresay we offended his delicate sensibilities!"