Beth smiled at Mira when she emerged from the changing room. “You look absolutely perfect,” Beth said, content for the moment to look her over. Admittedly, that was less for inspecting the dress than it was for admiring Mira’s sexy curves. And the younger woman was just so adorably shy, which made her all the more appealing.<br/><br/>As it turned out the dress fit almost perfectly and needed little in the way of adjustment. After Beth had paid for it she summoned the hovercar with her wrist comm. It was waiting for the women once they exited the store, and soon they were own their way to Beth’s apartment so that she could retrieve her own dress for the ball. “Oh, I suppose there’s one thing I should mention—with these sorts of events, we’re probably going to end up talking with some vapid, self-obsessed types. I’ve found its best to just smile and nod politely until they finish talking about themselves. But I’m sure you’ve already met people like that in amateur mech league, so you get the idea.”