when i was in college and living with a girlfriend, the apartment above mine caught fire and my roommate woke me up because we needed to evacuate. our apartment wasn't on fire yet, but it was quickly threatening. further, the firemen were wanting to make sure everyone was out so they could account for everyone.
as i was following my roommate to the door, i was wearing some comfy old nightshirt and socks and mostly still asleep. as my roommate julie opened the front door, i could see 356356354734 firemen and emergency personnel outside.
naturally, i did the reasonable and prudent thing--turned on my heel and hustled back to my bedroom.
at that point, i made a quick clothing change and grabbed my lip gloss, and yanked the ponytail out of my hair. it might have been the fastest i got ready for ANY gentleman caller. ; p
mind you, any gentleman caller summoned by 911. and not exactly there to see me.