She weighted a pair of light purple tights to go with it. Maybe not the hat. But some sort of jacket. Part of the act, yes, but also of use for concealed weapons.

"The plan is, admittedly, merely sketched out rather than filled in," she replied, looking around for something practical for shoes. She understood the theatrics, and she understood the idea that she should be, as it were, physically demonstrative in her performance - but she'd be a pile of scrap metal before she'd wear impractical shoes for this task.

"But I have decided on knife-throwing," she added. It was, after all, already a highly practiced skill for her. And in so doing, nobody would really notice the many extra knives.