Grenache pulled the clothes bunched around her waist down to her knees, fastening the row of buttons along the side of her skirt. In an instant, her oversized T-shirt transformed into an ultra-form-fitting fishtail skirt. She unzipped the small pouch she had been carrying, revealing a collection of odds and ends: lipstick, an eyebrow pencil, translucent powder... Picking up a makeup brush, she quickly applied a heavy, striking face of makeup.
Walking slowly toward the banquet hall, Grenache wore an anxious expression, frequently pulling out her phone to check the time. This behavior was finally noticed by a guest arriving for the banquet.
"Pardon me, miss, is there anything I can help you with?"
Chapter 27