At the counter next to The Doctor, Phaedra Romani sat.
But she'd be unrecognizable to most who knew her.
In place of her head to toe black, there was a green dress, off one shoulder. The shoes on her feet were green and had ankle straps. Her hair was combed out and puffed out and swept back, and red lipstick was on her lips.
She was incredibly uncomfortable.
She knew she still had her daggers, though she'd arrived in this place with them visible and on her hips, she'd had to remove them and stash them in the clutch she found was hers to avoid strange looks from the waitress.
Her eyes slid to The Doctor as he came to himself, realizing what was going on.