wesley and bev
"I almost went into mourning when I woke up today." Bev joked lightly. She hadn't quite reached stages of grief. "I'm a designer and my clothes are my art." Or even her children, though she wouldn't expect everyone to understand that level of personal connection to objects. "A party's a good way to keep from missing them too much."
Bev shook her head. "This hasn't happened before and I don't think it will last." He didn't have the look of a totally new arrival; it should be safe to mention her abilities. "I have visions of the future and I've had my clothes in all of them." She added as an explanation.