It was the middle of the fucking night. Someone had to be pretty tight with Jess - or famous, apparently - not to have such a silly request turned away at such an hour.
Her eyes flicked from the dress back to Moira and, after a beat, she slipped past her and out of the room, taking her by the arm as she did so. "No biggie. Bathroom's right over here, we'll try some water and see how that goes."
Opening the bathroom door, she turned faucet on and held out a hand to Moira for the dress, smiling reassuringly.