Alberta's assumptions were right on both accounts. She had known the lady for years and really, the only thing that changed about her was the color of her hair and how big her teeth were. Personality wise, she was the same girl as in first year only more mature. But when her eyes spotted the deep colored robes the girl smiled brightly at the shop keeper.
"Alberta are these mine?" she asked, nodding to the robes hanging behind the counter. "There amazing, I don't know how you do it."
It seemed like the was nothing the woman couldn't do in relation to a sewing needle and a heap of cloth. For once, JD was quite excited to get dressed up, even if it meant the possible poking from the pins.