The Arden Fair mall stood tall, a hive of activity and a place both Mhairi and Sera had been to before. Already knowing the bounty of treasures that awaited them inside.
Easily they could find something appropriate for the gala that would have Robert Page in attendance, their prime suspect, a man (or Lost or something stranger) that had left a glamour woven tag on a billboard right outside of Funderland.
Mhairi, Dread Queen of Autumn didn't know if it was a sign, a greeting. A warning-threat. The uncertainty rolled around her heart, not so long ago the Wisp was the Director and those instincts didn't leave over night, even if the elemental voluntarily gave over the responsibility, and the stress to her kinda-motley mate.
"Sera?" she asks the fairest at her side, another of her kinda-motley mates, "How fancy is this gala?" they needed to know what to aim for before they got to the meat of this trip.