When she was down in the water without any of her clothes having gotten wet, she blinked and thought for a moment. The only way she could think of was to sit him down on the ledge and lift his legs out of the water to slide off his shorts and boxers without getting them soaked. Pursing her lips, she decided that was what she was going to do, or at least try. For all she knew, it wouldn't work. Not that it really mattered. The clothes could and would dry eventually, so if they did get wet, it wouldn't be the end of the world.
She put her hands to his chest gently and pushed him to sit on the ledge of the hot tub, lifting his legs up as she undid the button to his shorts, sliding them off and tossing them out like she had his shirt, before moving onto his boxers. The same happened with those. She then set his legs back into the water and gave a small smile.
"That works, I suppose." She said the words with a small grin. Sure, she hadn't done it with the same athletic and flare he had, but she had gotten it done regardless. He'd challenged her and she had managed to find a way to make it work; seemed to be a woman thing. Stubborn, stubborn, stubborn.