“wow.” he breathed in admiration. ” you look…-really- good” he added, Jim coming out from behind him donning a black tuxedo and a bow-tie. He glanced at Jen and raised his eyebrows. ” well, are you little miss pretty” he said, meaning to compliment though it sounded rather backhanded.
“go change stop being so lazy,” he ago at Pasi, who now looked beyond under dressed besides Jen and himself. Pasi huffed and went ahead to grab a tux, changing as quick as possible and coming back in proper formal wear, though still struggling with his bow tie, which Jim had to do for him and baby step explain the procedure as he did. Pasi looked over at Jen while he stood there, looking like a child as he was scolded by his dad.
“Thank you,” she mumbled with a small, almost timid smile. It was mostly directed at Pasi, considering she wasn’t sure how to take Jim’s ‘compliment’. Jen laughed when Jim shooed Pasi off to change clothes. It didn’t really matter to her what Pasi wore to the show, but she should’ve known that Jim would be picky about how they chose to dress for such a formal event.
Jen waited patiently while Jim scolded Pasi over his bow tie, her eyes searching the room for different outfits to try on when the show was over. There was no way anybody could keep her from all of these clothes now that she knew what all was there.
The wardrobe room was in shambles with various articles of clothing that ranged from period to modern and beyond.
Jim didn’t delay in disappearing into the depth of the seemingly never ending room. ” there’s are dresses over there,” Pasi pointed out, ” I just really need a tie at least ” he said before walking away from her and searching through a few tie racks to look for one that matched his shirt, along with a blazer that didn’t clash too badly. Business casual, that would work. ” it’s not like the flowers will be judgmental about it… Or maybe they will. They’re from all over the place I read…except Saturn. It can’t produce flowers because of the atmosphere.” he explained. He wasn’t very knowledgable when it came to his travels, he usually learned along the way. Planning was boring. It was only good for work. Travelling in the TARDIS was his Holiday!
Jen weaved through the mess of a wardrobe room, making her way to the dresses. She’d spotted a few from the other side of the room that she’d like to try on, but she also figured that neither of them wanted to wait for her while she played dress-up. She pulled a black dress that caught her eye and hid herself behind something for a makeshift changing room. “I don’t think the flowers are going to be judging your choice of clothing, Pasi,” she laughed, as she zipped up the side of the dress. Jen peaked around her little changing area to look at Pasi. “I need different shoes. Mine don’t match this dress.”