It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Jester Lavorre, a tiefling cleric . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously,  The lights shift and the beautiful Ruby of the Sea descends the staircase and begins gently singing, entrancing the audience with her enchanting voice.
DM: She immediately starts brushing your hair with her fingers on the side, "You've gone so far and traveled so much. You have to tell me about what you've done."
Player: I will of course! Do you want me to finish lacing you up? Your performance is tonight.
DM: "Yes, it is, please. Do not mind, she knows what to do." Now in front of the mirror with you behind her, she's looking at you through the mirror over her shoulder as you're helping lace up the back of her bodice.
Player: We went to a town, and it was burned down and we killed a bunch of gnolls and we took off their ears. Then we went to another city and we fought these fish people in this swamp and it was really crazy. Oh my gosh, you should meet this monk girl that I know. She's crazy and she fights with her fists and also with a staff and she's really strong. There's this other girl who has wings. And I tell her all about it.
DM: She's enthralled, listening to all this. "I would never have thought my little Jester would be seeing the world and fighting creatures."
Player: Fighting so much; you should see how strong I've gotten.
DM: "I want to see how strong you've gotten."
Player: Well, I mean, okay. Do you want me to punch you?
DM: "Perhaps, wait until after the performance? I've just applied my-- anyway." At that point she stands up and Nadine helps her put the rest of her dress on. It's this beautiful deep purple, satin-type material. It's low-cut with this beautiful, long, training sleeve that hangs down past her knees when her arms are at her side. Puts on her necklace, a faint velvet choker that pulls across the back of the neck there and in the center is a small blue gem that she keeps to remind herself of you. She takes a moment to look in the mirror, "Well, how do I look?"
Player: You look beautiful, Mama.
DM: "Then perhaps you should go join your friends."
Player: Oh right, I can't disguise myself anymore, though. Can I borrow a cloak or something?
DM: "Perhaps." You can technically spend higher spell slots to cast a lower level spell.
Player: Shit.
DM: If you want to, it's up to you.
Player: Okay, that's all that I'll do. I'll cast it again.
DM: Okay.
