Explore costumechange

Madame White had sent a limo to pick them up and was impatient at their ‘slow’ return, but Pinstripe, finally back in familiar turf, had his own ‘detour’ to suggest. He instead hustled them into the nearest clothing store en-route, leaving the art with their driver. There was no way he was going to bring back Tori in the state she was in now. “Pick something out that doesn’t make you look like you just went through a shredder.” He ordered. For once, she didn’t protest his decision. “Good thinking.” Tori nodded before traipsing happily to the children’s section. “I’d hate to explain to Madame White why I looked like this!” Pinstripe huffed sarcastically. “I’m so glad you approve.” To his dismay, they had nothing like his usual high-end suits. He had to settle for a cheap blazer and jeans - jeans of all things. Tori too looked like she was a bit out of her element once she wandered back and complained a bit that while she found shoes and socks that fit, the only clothing item in her