Uldren was not the only person who was unhappy. Renee had never been cut out to wear ball gowns. She hadn't even gone to prom back on Earth! And yet here she was, shoving herself into one. And all the accessories. Really, she probably looked halfway decent, but she'd never believe you if you told her that.

But as ball gowns went, the puffy-shouldered, low-cut emerald one she'd chosen wasn't a bad decision. Still, she had to get the one they'd partnered her with into his monkey suit. It was probably going to end up like bathing a cat--you pissed off the cat and only got wet and bloody for your troubles...

A mission was a mission, though. "All right, here." She rummaged through the racks, pulling out--black. A lot of black, actually, though the vest and tailcoat she chose for him was more the black of a grackle's head than flat and unadorned--though the rest of the suit was. Knee boots, black as sin and butter-soft with a soft sole as well--Renee knew who was the better of them at sneaking. A bolo tie of rainbow obsidian, set in gold. Gloves in the same fashion as the boots. Renee had no idea as to how they'd managed hair jewelry with raven feathers, but it was going to work for him, too.

"Put all that on--except for the hair thing, I've gotta braid your hair for that."