Soiree Espionage
There was a week between the afternoon she worked her way into a recon partnership with Red Robin and the evening of the event and J'anna hadn't wasted a moment of it.  With the scant information she had been provided while Red Robin ate, she had done some of her own digging and her own research not just on the targets but also on the event they would be attending.  It had all lead to shopping.  One couldn't go to an event without a proper dress and there was the added complication: the fact that she kind of liked Red Robin so she wanted to not only look appropriate, but also pretty.  Not as though it would particularly matter, she had reasoned, but since she'd never gotten to go to prom (another consequence of Lian's endless pursuit of White Martians) she figured what the hell.

The preparation was all classic J'anna. She not only looked perfect but was done early and was properly waiting for Red Robin to show up, idly wondering if he'd be in cape and cowl.  That could be amusing.  There was one twist to her appearance, however.  Rather than being dressed in her typical June Cleaver meets J Crew modest fashion, the Martian was wearing a knockout of a blue gown that showed plenty of shoulder and was bare from her neck to the small of her back.

It was blue.  She liked it.