Paige scowled at the staircase that dead ended in ceiling.  Five minutes of walking and she'd ended up back in the same place.  Or at least she thought it was.  How many entirely pointless sets of stairs could there be in this place?  Sighing she started down the hallway again.  "This place is just too weird," she muttered under her breath as she pulled out the little map from her pocket and unfolded it.  The ballroom was supposed to be right around the corner and down stairs from the bathroom she'd used to finish up her costume.  Unlike the ones she'd spent the past month making for the others, her's was suitable to wear in public.  Men's suits really hadn't changed all that much since Prohibition so a quick trip to the used clothing store had yielded one that didn't fit too badly.  For a change being on the tall and stocky side had been in her favor.  She'd dyed her auburn hair black and already wore it pretty short and utilitarian style.  All she'd had to do was perch a fedora on her head and add a grease-penciled mustache to finish out her gangster costume.<br/><br/>At last she heard voices and followed them to find her sister and Gabriel in the ballroom.  She walked in shaking her head and stopped at the doorway as she spied Diana.  While her own costume had been relatively simple, she'd put a lot of time and effort into the others.  And seeing her little sister decked out, she had to stop and smile as she admired the results.  Making other people look amazing was what she did, working at the local theater doing make-up and costumes and she had to admit she was pretty good at it.  Of course, Diana was a beauty to begin with.<br/><br/>"Hey," she said quietly as she entered the room and waved nervously at Gabriel before moving over to smile at Diana and fussing with her gown and wig.  "You look great sis."