Unfortunately, the first room Kanji chose as a dressing room was already occupied. And its resident had only managed to put on his boxer shorts and get one leg in his pants when Kanji decided to oh-so-courteously barge in the door.

Suffice to say, Red didn't retain that one foot's balance for very long.

A stumble, and the two met in an awkward, flailing collision that somehow found its equilibrium and let them part before they fell into a fleshy, furry heap.

So that's what it feels like to be walked in on without knocking.

"The heck are--"

...Blink.

"...they gave you a gown?!"