Eleanor had made this mistake of mentioning at some point, offhanded and not even really thinking about it, that she didn't know what to wear to Miss Vess' party today, and Luma had pounced on the opportunity to procure something for her sister as quickly as she would a rabbit about to flee into the bushes. Which is why she was feeling slightly uncomfortable in white lace that still had a distinctly 70s vibe to it, despite being something Luma's gotten at the store where she worked.

It wasn't bad, of course, and if there was one thing she'd learned with events here, it was that she wore dresses she felt uncomfortable in surprisingly well, but it just felt like more of a Luma dress than an Eleanor one.