Eponine looked at her dirty and tattered rags, and looked over to Marius. Marius smiled, knowingly. "No wife of mine is going to live in those things." He said, taking her hand once more, and leading her to a lovely shop full of clothes. "Go and find as many outfits as you want." He said, handing her his purse.
A few minutes later....
Eponine came out of the shop still wearing her boots, hat and coat, but she was wearing a lovely black skirt and a lovely, satin white shirt. She smiled at him. "Shame 'bout the hair." she said.
He quickly found the hairdresser and sent Eponine in. Eponine came out with lovely, clean straight hair with no split ends. "I booked him for the wedding." she admitted.
Marius smiled. "Well, let's go home. I want to see the beautiful new you... not that i disliked the old one."
Eponine grinned at him. "Come on then." She said, slipping her arm through his. "Lead on."