P1: She lifts her dress to reveal her panties.
GLAM: Striker, if you can find the kindness, would you be my first?
P2: Striker is mortified, blushing furiously.
STRIKER: Your... first? But... there ain't no way... we can't just--
P3: Glam clings to him, looking up with lovey-dovey eyes. The hem of her dress falls to the group, revealing her lower half.
GLAM: I know you could never love me like your first! But even if it's a distant second... would you give to me what love you still have left?
P4: Striker tilts his hat to hide his face.