Don't worry, Wendy is far from the only one dressed up. Seated at the craft table, Ginia has the sleeves of her black coat rolled up. There's already a bit of glitter on the sleeve of the coat, but as long as it's not on her work clothes, it's fine.

(By the time she leaves, she'll probably have glitter on her work clothes.)

She's trimming a bookmark with her combat knife, a few jars of glitter next to her. At Wendy's question, she nods, moving the jars closer before reaching for her phone. Remarkably, it's glitter free.

"I'll need some of the blue and silver later, but help yourself."