They won't, they won't. Don't worry. Have I ever let you down with my works of art before? Don't answer that if it's negative.

[When she looks at Erin, it's with a grin and she shakes her head firmly.]

Noooooo. No. You look like the most pale rapper in all the land. Now, I need music to work.

[And that's the story of why Kokomo begins playing. Complete with Holtzmann dancing, lip synching and then actually singing the names of the different places]

Aruuuuuba, Jamaaaaica ooooh I wanna take ya....

[She may or may not wink at Erin.]

We'll get there fast and then we'll take it slooooow.

[Approximately ten songs later, she finally has jump suits for both of them that are somehow illuminating from within, and she demonstrates by finally pulling a mirror out of the closet.]

I'm calling this...Mirror Buddy. Mirror Pal? Mirror Companion. I'll work on the name. Come look at this. [When she stands in front of the mirror and presses a switch, the clothes light up further and you definitely can't see the actual glass surface of the mirror anymore, but nothing for mapping is actually obstructed.]

You don't have to call me a genius right this second.