Penny was no fashionista, but she could envision several designs better than the one she currently wore that afforded better access to the wearer. Hidden panels to make the laces on the back for show only, for one. It wouldn't take much, just some fabric. Merlin knew she never wished to be in this predictament again. "Bloody laces. Never again." Penny continued her grumbling as she finally loosened the dress enough for it to fall to the ground in a blue puddle.

There was nothing nearby for her to hold onto as she stepped outside of the dress, causing her to stumble obviously into Nemo. "Sorry, did I get any on you?" Some wine stained the white fabric of her corset, to which Penny frowned. Were there spells to remove the stain? There had to be, she knew plenty for grease, after all.

Placing a steadying hand on his arm, Penny regained control of her feet and began to focus on the corset's hooks. It was a pain to undo them when the back was laced so tightly, but she'd manage somehow.