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Oh yeah, I forgot!
*Gets handed a letter.*
What's this?
*Reads letter.*
I've been invited to the annual celebration of love and beauty festival? The nerve of that sister, Shelyn, of mine! Even if I wanted to go, my schedule wouldn't allow it!
*Consults said schedule.*
Let's see: 4:00 - wallow in self pity, 4:30 - stare into the abyss, 5:00 - solve world hunger (tell no one), 5:30 - jazzecise, 6:30 - dinner with me (I can't cancel again!), 7:00 - wrestle with self loathing... I'm booked! Maybe I can bump the loathing to nine, I could still have time to lay in bed, stare at the ceiling and drift slowly into madness... But what would I wear!?
*Checks wardrobe.*
Stupid, ugly, out of date! This is ridiculous! If I can't find anything nice to wear, I'm not going!
*Hears a priest of Ioemdae trying to convert some people.*
Aha!
*Uses a comedy cane to get the priest*
Let's try these on for size!
*Puts on the garments (after giving the priest to GoatToucher), poses in front of the mirror, liking what I see.*
That's it, I'm not going!