[Klaudia dissolves into giggles at being scolded so fiercely, but only because her friend is clearly mortified, and it's delightful.]

Okay, okay! I'll help you with your skirt, I promise. Do you want me to come over there? [A beat, where she presses her lips together to resist making yet another joke. ...And fails.]

I don't want to have to arrange a security detail to escort you over~ Better play it safe.