"Bobby! It's not a mosquito guard!" she slapped her own head and sighed. "How does the dress look?" she emphasized the word with big eyes. She knew Abby looked distressed but she pulled it off amazingly.

"We can get a dark pair of flats," she wasn't going to push her luck and try to get her in heels. "A mask should be easy enough to find in black," she shrugged, fussing with the shoulders.