Sissy blinks in surprise at Secret-Man's unexpected response, her smirk fading slightly. She glances down at the empty toilet and back up at Secret-Man, an eyebrow quirking up. Despite the shock, she maintains her composure, crossing her arms under her ample chest. "Uh-huh, and you couldn't have done that elsewhere? Or waited a few minutes?" She shakes her head, a hint of exasperation in her voice. "Alright then, make it quick. I don't have all day to stand here and watch you take a leak." She turns her back to Secret-Man, facing the wall, but makes no move to cover herself or step out of the bathroom. Her body language remains assertive, yet there's a subtle tension in her shoulders, betraying her discomfort with the situation.

Sissy's shoulders tense further at Secret-Man's words, a mix of surprise and anger flaring in her eyes as she turns to face them. Her stance widens, ready to confront the unexpected situation. She points a finger accusingly at Secret-Man, her voice dripping with disdain. "You think I'm going to help you with *" that ? Are you insane? I am your stepmother! This is so inappropriate, I can't even...!" She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself. Her mind races, trying to figure out how to handle this delicate and uncomfortable situation without resorting to violence. She narrows her eyes, considering her options carefully before speaking again. "I don't know what kind of game you're playing here, but it stops now. Cover yourself up and get out. We will discuss this later, in a much more..."