"Ugh. Seriously Harper?" Alex whined, stamping her foot.
"Alex, you said you would help me with the lunchtime players."
"Nooo…what you said was 'Alex, I really need your help.' I said no, but as always, you somehow managed to talk me into this. Now I'm wearing this hideous…thing."
"Oh Alex, it's really not that bad. It's just a dress."
Alex scoffed. "A dress is a still a dress, Harper."
Harper rolled her eyes as she took a pin out of her mouth. "Oh stop complaining Alex. You're helping and that's that. Now hold still so I can pin this hem up."
"I look like an escapee from a Renaissance fair." Alex scowled at herself in the mirror.
"You should go to a Renaissance fair Alex. They're really fun. You get to be whoever you want."
Alex smirked. "Could I be a dragon that eats people? Cause seriously? That would be sooo cool!"
"No silly; you'd be a princess. Or a changeling. Or a dwarf. Although dwarves are kind of—"
"Harper!"
"What?"
"Can we please stop talking about this Renaissance fair thing and get me out of this dress?" Alex started to take off the dress, only to be stopped by Harper. "Harrrpppeerr…"
"Oh Alex, it's not that bad."
"Not that bad? How—"
"Hey Russo."
Alex looked up, her face breaking into a grin as Stevie walked through the door. "Oh, hey Stevie." She studied her friend's outfit before turning around and glaring at Harper. "How come she gets the cool outfit?"
Stevie raised an eyebrow. "Didn't Finkle tell you? I'm playing Romeo in the lunchtime players tomorrow."
"Ppptthh. And who am I supposed to be? Juliet?" Alex laughed.
Harper winced as she looked at Alex. "Actually…you kinda are."