Pavel followed his wife into their extensive wardrobes, enjoying the view the entire way. They needed something that would coordinate with Alexei's dark blue uniform coat, yet set them apart. Reaching into his own racks, he withdrew a royal blue waistcoat. The trim was a darker blue that almost matched his kinsman's coat perfectly. And the white sash would help it stand out even more. He knew for a fact that Liz owned a gown that nearly matched this coat perfectly. And the neckline was plunging enough that he would have his own beautiful view to hold his attention at dinner, rather than being bored to tears by the vultures trying to kiss his ass for favors.<br/><br/>Walking to her side of the wardrobe, his eyes locked on the garment quickly. Intentionally pressing himself against her back,, humming happily as that delicious backside rubbed against him, he reached past her and drew the gown off the rack.<br/><br/>"What about these?" he held them up as he regretfully stepped back away from her, allowing her to turn and see.