Cassie laughed as she accepted the scrunchie, using it to pull her hair back -- and quickly stomping down to keep the wind from immediately making off with Kon's shirt.

"It was almost 'naked time' all the way back to Dumb Muscle Boot Camp," she said. "Is the backpack heavy enough to not blow away? We can stuff our clothes in there."

She backed up several feet, and stomped on the roof a couple times, sounding out the material. Then she put her foot straight through it with a crnch, and snapped off a reasonably-sized piece to further weight down the backpack.