Dea changed as well. She chose an innocent look. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a delicate skirt and tank top.

He walked out and grabbed his keys. "We have to walk... you really choose that?" he asked, to recheck her thinking.

Dea nodded. Her voice was the same as she said, "Yes. I look pretty."

"Alright then..." He led her out and locked the door as they headed to the theater. The nicest one in town. Hopefully there was a good movie showing.