<div style="text-align: justify;">"Thank you", Josephine murmured when Nazo picked up the requested shoes. She looked at the wedding dress for a few seconds, before closing the closet door firmly. <span style="font-style: italic">'Pull yourself together, Josie'</span>, she thought to herself, biting her lower lip. <span style="font-style: italic">'Perhaps marriage is not for me anyway'</span>, her mind completed. Shifting her focus to the matters at hand, Josephine called Ellie to her side as soon as her friend entered the room.<br/><br/>Closing the door, the two girs started working on making Ellie as similar to Josie as possible. Josephine had picked a pair of high heels, as that would take attention away from her height. The rest was easily arranged, as the two girls had similar figures. Having Ellie sit down, Josephine combed her hair and plopped one of her hats on her head. "I think that's as close as we'll get", she stated, leading her friend to the mirror for some last pulling and adjusting.<br/><br/>"Come on in", Josephine finally called for Nazo. "And tell me if you think she'll pass for me from a distance, please".</div>