[Ryan rolls his eyes, but he at least listens enough to take off the plastic pants before they rip. They're in the middle of a conversation though, so he doesn't bother going back in the changing room - it's not like any of the holograms care if he strips to his underwear anyway.]

We could always get you a regular synth? Then we'd make the money back performing, right?

[Oof, hang on, he's a little stuck in the plastic-- there we go, his leg is free now, and the other leg is a lot easier after that.]

I wonder what they cost around here...?