Naea felt her cheeks flush quickly, and she smiled prettily and appreciatively as the Venus-like figure stepped out of the steamy bathroom, covered in such a royal color, hair waved and wet as though she only just arrived on a opalescent shell. She handed the pajamas over and shook her head slowly. "No, though I admit I'm slightly jealous of the things I know you'd look fantastic in that I'm sure I'd fill out like a rag doll." Her beautiful friend was just that--beautiful.
Biting her lip, she glanced down at the floor (My, isn't that pattern interesting?). "I'll leave you to get dressed, peach, and warm up some dinner for you, yeah?"