If Micheal was aware of Anne's glaring, he did not show it.  In truth, he was blissfully oblivious to it.  The woman's jealousy would have been of no matter to him as it was since he had been the target of more than a handful of jealous rivals before.  But, she was different.  She wielded a considerable amount of wealth in her own right and when the time came, she would use it to make life miserable for his latest acquaintance.  All she could do for now was watch, listen and wait.<br/><br/>"Of course. Let's get you a mask then."<br/><br/>Micheal took her hand and squeezed it gently as he led her towards the front of Sanctuary once more.  It was here, off to the side and through another door way that the privacy rooms for changing and other business were set aside.  They were empty save for the masked, suited attendant that guarded the door and assisted those who needed it.  Racks of costumes and clothing were arranged against one far side of the stark white wall and a few shower stalls and the usual amenities lined the other.  There was little privacy.  He waved a hand towards the masks that sat on small racks and the clothing.<br/><br/>"Feel free to pick whatever you'd like ... to fit in and enjoy yourself."