Clover: "The top is a lot more narrow than I thought..."
Luna: "Should I go?"
Clover: "Well, with a big skirt like that it might get kind of dangerous..."
Luna: "Oh. If I just hike it up, I think I should be-"
Clover: "And, uh, I think there's somebody down on all fours, trying to not look like he's staring up toward the bookshelf..."
Luna: "S-Sigma...?"
Clover: "What are you doing?"
Sigma: "I, uh... lost a contact..."
Clover: "You don't wear any!"
*WHACK*
Sigma: "Ow!"
Clover: "You climb."
Sigma: "Okay..."
Sigma: "Well, we've taken everything off of the desk."
Luna: "All that's left is the desk itself. I checked it out, but I didn't find anything suspicious..."
Clover: "...And I'm not seeing anything underneath it either."
Sigma: " O-Oh my God! Clover, don't move!"
Clover: "Huh? Is there something wrong?"
Sigma (to himself): "I thought girls only did this pose in magazines! To see it in real life, and from behind no less--!"
Clover: "What's going on? I'm coming back out."
Sigma: "Okay. Man that was good..."
Clover: "What are you talking about?"
Sigma: "Oh, nothing. Just thinking out loud."