Froo-froo? *he gets pulled inot the room where closes becon him, pretty, glow-in-the-dark things, short things, girlie things! He smiles and moves to pick out a short white satiny Aian-style dress with tiny sleeves and a black dragon slithering up the length.* This! Wow! *He goes to undress then stops and looks at Alice.* Uh, can you turn around?

She raises a brow at Daisy.
"Why?" she punctuates by getting undressed as well, right down to her lacey purple boyshorts with a pretty lacey bra to match. She is definately female and in excellent condition. Her stomach flat and taut, her hips supple, not at all bony or boyish. Her legs are long and muscular. Her bosom full and healthy. She has some signs of muffin tops, but it is not unattractive and could be because her panties are tight. "We are both girls, and you can't tell me it's cause you're shy cause we both know that will be a lie."
She runs her fingers just under her pantyline to better adjust the fit as she stars into her closet. she begins pulling things out, throwing them on the bed. She gasps suddenly and looks to Daisy. She pulls out a black dress. It has long sleeves and a hoodie on it. It is pin stripped with metalic silver.
"This with the furry crop jacket? What do you think?"
She holds it up to herself, her eye brows lifted in silent inquiry.

*Nice one, asshole, he silently thinks to himself. Why did he even say that? He's a fucking hooker-turned-stripper for fuck's sake, what does he have to be shy about...oh yah, maybe it's that fact that Alice, devil-man and all of White Rabbit know he is supposedly a she.

He shrugs single-shoulderedly then slowly turns so that his back is to Alice. He looks over his shoulder* I think it'll be ace. Try it on, 'lice. *He wriggles out of his top and drops it on the floor, then the skirt follows suit; black on black. He stands there in a pair or ripped fishnets, tiny blank panties, that scarf and clunky boy-combats. His body is slender yet slightly muscly...a swimmer or dancer's well-formed body. He's got about the cutest ass ever.

Daisy slips the dress over then fixes up the wig.* You never did tell me if you prefer me as a carrot top or as a brunette. *a giggle as he turns and slicks the dress down over his willowy frame.* Ya think the scarf looks sucky? Cuz I kinda always keep it on...

She check him out the way a choreographer checks out potential dancers. She's cute and a little bony...in a muscular sense.
"Brunnette def!" she looks at the sickly orange wig. She's not a big fan of orange. "As for the scarf, why don't you pick something else out. I have different scarves and stuff. I have some really cute chokers...if you like chunky stuff........why do you always wear a scarf?"

*He looks down at the scarf and smiles a bit shyly, slowly he fingers the fringes* I've got a few like this...always wear 'em...uh...*there's a tiny blush creeping up on his cheeks.* This guy bought this one an' one more for me after he, uh saw that I wear scarves so much...Uh...yah...*a giggle*

"AWE!" she says in a starry-eyed romantic way. "That is soo sweet. Gand bought me things over the years. Ear rings, bracelete, necklaces, lingere...never any rings."
Someone sounds bitter.

*He listens with a silly smile on his face which quickly evaporates.* He's an idiot...you deserve a ring, all gems...diamonds and pearls.

*He touches the scarf again, casting looks down.* Aw, heck...the guy that bought me this thinks of me as a little friend, and I don't mean one with benifits...*a trademark shrug* So guess we both don't have what we want. But 'nyway...

"yeah, Anyway!" she says in an over dramatic fashion. "Lets get our sexy on and head to a club or something. I'm high, the night is young and so are we!"
She slips on the dress. The front dips inot a looooow cowl neck, she may need a cute bikini top under it. She slips on the purple furry crop jecket and looks herself over in the mirror.

*He giggles at Alice. He's a bit high as well. That Nikki girl sure can grow it, he'd love to meet her and her ganja.

Alice gets the once over.* You sure look hot. Hey if we both get lucky tonight who get's the bed? *he teases as he looks down at his own dress, hoping all the lumps and bumps look ok...and what lumps and bumps shouldn't show, don't.*

"Hell, we can share it," she winks to Daisy. She looks over Daisy and smirks. "You look pretty sexy yourself."
She playfully smacks Daisy on his ass before she grabs her purse.
"Com'on, lets go paint this town."

*Daisy yips at the smack then sniggers.* Like a threesom? Damn girl, you're a wild-child, aincha? *he shoves a few bills into his top and grabs some smokes.* How 'bout we make a wee wager? *a wiggle of brows.*