Annie can't help but snort softly in response to his question. “No, I got out of there once I saw the things they were trying to get people to wear.”

Among other things.

She has enough hang ups with the Starlight leotard she’d been forced into when she’d been alive. She’ll pass on lacy lingerie or leather bodysuits, thanks.

“Do I even want to ask what happened to land you here?” So many options, and she apparently has an eternity to inquire, but why beat around the bush when she can just ask how Butcher ended up dead?