[Loki always pulls out strange surprises but the whole here's-a-pre-picked-dress-for-you move is a new one, leaving her gawking at the box when she opens it earlier in the day. Hair in a frazzled mess and dressed in sweats, her original plans consisted of a night in, attempting to read a Sherlock novel (which would inevitably switched to watching bad documentaries when she gives up three paragraphs in). Instead she's sighing, throwing herself in the shower to to give her hair a wash before fixing herself up to match the elegance of what's been brought to her.
Opening the door, she's fully dressed with curled hair, snorting a bit when she catches him in his own clothes. Crossing her arms, she gestures at him with a nod, eyes peering over the attire.]
And what exactly is this all about? Pretty sure it's not my birthday.
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Opening the door, she's fully dressed with curled hair, snorting a bit when she catches him in his own clothes. Crossing her arms, she gestures at him with a nod, eyes peering over the attire.]
And what exactly is this all about? Pretty sure it's not my birthday.