"My--?" Ivy looked down, surprised at the sudden unauthorized wardrobe change but couldn't even really be mad over it it when she got a better look; long skirts in cream and light green, a high waisted belt and a very fashionable sort of jacket, fuzzy and warm. A a very, very wide brimmed hat. "I feel like Carmen Sandiago got a wardrobe change," she said a little awkwardly, looking away just a little even though that wouldn't hide the blush that had bloomed on her face, rose against the lightest green. It was hard not to blush, the way Harley was looking at her like she'd done something amazing and great, not just stepped through the doorway.
"You next. Must be a built in thing for this --place?"