Alice couldn't help but smile at the compliment in her choice, nodding lightly in agreement. The price tag was still unknown, but she knew it wasn't as expensive as some of the pieces of clothing visible in the store.<br/><br/>Stepping into the room she shut the door firmly behind her, mostly for sanity against Ubon, and began undressing. Slowly peeling her clothes off, she glanced at herself in the full length mirror with a smile. Alice was not the kind of girl to be overly obsessed with herself, yet she still was impressed she was able to keep the figure she had. Gently her fingers began to knead from her neck down to her arm, searching for the exact point in which it went from flesh to metal. It was remarkably hard to tell, but there was a noticeable difference when she was searching for it. It was amazing how it tricked her into 'feeling' her new arms, and better yet, how they looked as good or better than her old. Perhaps that nice woman was being honest with her?<br/><br/>Eventually she began to pull on her new clothes, and those that the woman brought to her, until she was literally dressed to kill, even sliding her pistol into the holster to check how it looked. As she stepped out to see the reaction of the others, she realized that other than being naked that one time, she was always wearing something that was not exactly attractive. An old longcoat that had a number of marks, scratches, and holes, was hardly the way to show off your body.