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Jacob turned around again, hearing the lady behind him. He wasn't sure which was worse, a man or a woman seeing him in a skirt. Both were pretty bad.

Oh yeah, breathing. That definitely needs to happen.

But was that... a compliment? No... that wouldn't make sense. Still, his sarcasm radar wasn't in top shape.

Breathe dammit!

"Uh...Really?" he stuttered out, oblivous.

Chuckling at Dmitri, Ahneta's smirk had taken on an approving hint. Someone who didn't get embaressed, hmm?

"If I had thought of that, perhaps I would have added a spell to remove the hair from legs as well." That might have been a good idea, but it might have been a tad painful...probably best that she hadn't done it.

Feeling her smirk broaden into a grin as she took in both the blush on Arianna's face, and Jacobs surprise, she spoke.

"Indeed..." Wondering if the man could be embaressed, she lowered her tone to a purr. It was always fun to flirt, after all...even if she had no intentions. "It's too bad your shirt is so...large on you."

In other words, she was saying he should be in the cat-boy outfit as well. Although honestly, she'd be happier seeing all the men in that! So long as they had decent bodies, anyway...

Sighing, Dacian shook his head at Ahneta. "Stop trying to embaress our guests, hmm?"

It was both a reproaching, and an amused tone: he didn't take offence at her, unlike many would. He'd worked with her for so long that he'd gotten used to it, by now.

Patricia was too shocked to reply to the other woman's question, which was obviously meant to torment her. That was it, she was never going outside again. Never. Now if only she could get home. Or at least find a bush to hide behind. She just felt so...exposed. Her long, frizzy hair didn't help matters either. If anything it accentuated the "wild female cop" appearance.

"Picia wear funny clothes!" Gavin pointed, laughing, causing his new guardian's face to darken in a deep shade of embarrassed red.

"You! Playpen! Now!" she demanded, thrusting a finger toward the other children. She didn't have to tell Gavin twice, as he happily acquiesced. Taking deep breaths she looked around to see if there was anyone she knew, though she wasn't sure if she wanted to see any acquaintances right now. Apparently some other unsuspecting men found themselves in very feminine costumes. Another turned into what looked like a cat-boy. Even that would have been better than...this. Still, misery liked company. She modestly scooted her way closer to them, her face red with embarrassed rage.

"What the hell is going on?!" she asked, trying her best to cover her exposed thighs with her arms. Whoever was responsible for this was going to pay later.

Gavin, on the other hand, remained oblivious to the obvious outrage and cheerfully greeted his fellow toddlers, "Hi hi!"

There seemed to be a new face here.

Right by Gavin, a little plushie animal stuck out from all the others - it was green, with a little tail and four little limbs...a turtle! It was soft and plushy, even on it's shell. It was a very happy looking turtle!

Dacian was going to apologize to Patricia, but just shrugged instead; what was the point of apologizing, really? It wasn't his fault. Alright, it partially was for allowing Ahneta to do costumes, but still! It wasn't like he made them.

Although he had to admit, they were very nice. Especially since he wasn't stuck in one of the more feminine, revealing ones.

"Don't worry, Patricia! It's all random anyway. And besides, when you leave, your clothes will go back to normal."

But don't leave yet...she'd miss all the fun!

Ahneta just smirked at Jacob, resting a single finger on her lips. Inwardly, she was getting irritated - how come he wasn't even getting flustered? How...frustrating!

So she just worked that much harder to make him react.

"But since the shirt is so big, we can't see more of you! Such a shame, hmm?"

Maybe if she just was more obvious about the flirting, he would notice.

Holden was a little nervous being around the other children, this would be the first time he met any of them. He smiled a bit seeing the dragon and picked it up, he knew what it was, he had heard a lot about dragons in bed time stories that Uncle Dmitri and Tristan told him. He picked up the dragon and held it tight, it would protect him.

Dmitri snickered at the goings on around him. He had a feeling this would be a good idea to spend the day (it beat Tristan mopping around and watching movies at least) he just didn't know how amusing.

Tristan on the other hand was feeling sympathetic for Jacob, he couldn't imagine how bad and/or embarassed he would feel if he were in that man's shoes. He was alos trying to come up with an escape plan if any attention were drawn to him.

Jacob shifted sideways at the comment. No, even being seen like this by other men was better that being anywhere close to that lady.

"But... I don't want you to see more of me?" He half said, half asked. What was /wrong/ with her? He tugged at his collar. This stupid costume suddenly felt ridiculously hot.

Inwardly he swore to himself that if he got out of this alive, this was the last time he would ever wear anything shorter than pants.

There's silence for a moment, and then a click before music starts up again - but this time it's not love sonnets. Whoever picked the music selection must have had very odd tastes...because what began next, well..

It was bagpipes. Somehow, someone had managed to find a collection of bagpipe music.

Marc wasn't quite sure why he was here. After all, Valentines day was supposed to be about couples, and he HAD been planning things to do alone. With Hadrien. Preferably with Haki out of the country. Illegal, perverted things that...

Was that candy?

Grabbing a handful and popping it into his mouth like a man on steroids, he looked around the room-- Haki barely noticing that her father was not attempting to have a good time.

Because Haki? Haki liked the red very, very much.