“What do you think?” the siren did a twirl, the brunette wig she’d decided to don for a day and the new blue dress changed her appearance entirely. “Do I look like someone you’d take home to your mama or what?”
"Something like that." Justin chuckles, almost trying to imagine what his mother would say if her home, if she was still alive, that is. "What's the occasion for such a... makeover."















