How Green Becomes Wood

"Alright, so, if you had pockets like mine," Xander stuck his hands in both pockets and wiggled them for demonstration, "you wouldn't need the space of your purse?"

"You have a soft, pretty, delicate side, but I would agree that it's not your main attribute," Alec nodded. "If you wanted to display that side for a night, that's a good dress to do it in, but if you aren't sure, then we can try another."
 
"Probably not," Claire said, looking into her bag, "I really just have a lip gloss, my phone, and my wallet in here. My wallet is kind of big, but I could downsize it, there's just no need since I can't put it in my pocket anyway."

"I don't think it's the one," Sloan admitted, after Claire gave her more praise for the dress, and she went to change again. The light blue dress had a similar problem to the green, where it looked nice on her but didn't suit her personality, and the dark blue one was a little too small, so they were all rejected too. "I'm not sure I'm into tulle."
 
Xander frowned and wandered off while Sloan tried on the dresses. He seemed to be looking for something.

Alec held up his next choice, a long, flowy dress that looked like an abstract watercolor in oranges, reds, and blues. This one only had one shoulder strap, and it was reminiscent of a Grecian toga. "I'm not sure if this is tulle, and it might be a little too light and delicate, but I love the colors." He held up the second one. This one was an olive green, loose, flowy dress without a lot of form other than an empire waistline, but it had flapping sleeves. "I think you'll hate this one, but it brings to mind warrioress during her downtime to me. And here's the last dress. Do this one last, okay? But don't look at it until you try it on!"
 
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