"And these things actually works?" Zico questioned as Kris handed me a ear bug while Yongguk hooked the computer up.

"Of course," He mumbled angrily as he picked something up from his black bag. He turned towards me, and smiled. "Deja vu, huh?" I bit my lip and glanced down at my red dress that barely reached my thighs, and my black knee length boots.

"Don't worry about it, Kris, i'm used it to it by now," I winked at him and Jiyong cleared his throat from behind me.

"Used to what?" He asked as he came up to my side, glancing at Kris.

Kris looked up at him, then me. "You want him to do it?"

"No, it's okay, Kris. Just hurry up, and do it".

"Do what?" Jiyong asked, looking from me to Kris, and back. His eyes widened as Kris reached his hand inside my dress, searching for the small hole that i had made. It wasn't visible, so i wouldn't be caught.

"Damn it..." Kris said as he continued searching for it. "How small is it, Hyosung?!"

Zico stepped forward, tapping his chin as he smirked. "Are we still talking about the case, or something else?"

I glared up at him. "Shut up".

"Finally!" Kris put his other hand in my dress, hooking the microphone in the hole in the fabric of my dress. He pulled both his hands out, and was about to look if it was sitting securely when Jiyong stepped in front of me, glaring at him. He raised his hand up in defense. "Hey, i'm just making sure it sits right. By all means, you do it".

"I will," Jiyong snapped at him and turned around, smiling at me. He put his finger on my dress, pulling it down as he glanced inside, his smirk growing wider. "Everything seems to be just perfect".

I rolled my eyes, and pushed him away, fixing my dress. "Okay. Now what?"

"This," Zico pulled out a red wig from his backpack. It was long, and straight. When he noticed my stare, he shrugged like a little kid, smiling. "I