"W,well whatever. Augh! Just wait a second..." Sayaka thankfully doesn't have to push the girl to turn around, she takes care of it on her own. That still leaves her skirt impossibly glued to the floor with a good quarter of it.

It's risky to use her magic for something so dumb, but she can't go anywhere at all without her clothes. She fishes something out of her uniform's jacket pocket, there is a soft blue glow that she really hopes Konoka doesn't see, and then the trap relinquished hold of the fabric. To sell the act, she stumbles backward as if she had pulled it free with significant effort, and raises the skirt triumphantly into the air.

"Hah! That'll teach it." ... okay and now she'll slip it on before she makes more of an idiot out of herself.