In the strictly non-sexual holodeck here at Instead Of HQ, *almost* anything goes. The number two thing we use it for is fashion shows. Look! Here comes Josh down the runway with a sultry strut, sporting his signature crotch-top bodyromper in a very jazzy print. And there's Tapan, hand on his hip, beret on his head, John Silver cigarette dangling from his lips. Mike? We sort of... lost him to the holodeck. He's been living in there for months, downing hole-ales at the fantasy pub and rearranging knick-knacks at his new place in Falkreath. Pairings: cool proximity; full Bacchus; a ProMax pocket protector