Gussied. Gussied was the word she certainly felt. Jack could wear nice clothes with the best of them; being a hunter she had to be anything at the drop of the hat, but this multilayered getup was different. Though, the layers did allow for hiding places for oh so many weapons, natural and supernatural.
The hunter had decided to mingle. Or mingle as much as a carpenter could. She'd at least get to see if anyone from their 'group' was here. If they decided to show anyway. Information was information.
The dark haired hunter smiled as she spotted a few others. It was more than a little amusing to see people usually sporting plaid, jeans, or off the rack suits in such 'finery.' Damn amusing. Jack, of course, would pay her respects to the queen and princess. It was the right thing to do after all.