Nebula hadn't been particularly keen on lingerie either and despite her attempts to slip past and to the bar without changing, they'd somehow managed to force her into some white lacy lingerie in the stead of her usual attire. She isn't shy, per se, but looks far from comfortable as she approaches the bar.

She'd needed a stiff drink before, now she needed about ten when she approaches the bar where Peter is sitting and she is suddenly grateful for what they'd chosen for her to wear.

"You look ridiculous." Although her gaze does linger on his backside that's being accentuated by the tight lacy back of the underwear.