Icene cursed slightly as she struggled with the zip of her dress, Adam had done it up for her before the party, and now she wasn't entirely sure she could get it undone enough to get the dress off. After a fair amount of wriggling though she managed it, and very quickly after that she was pulling on black jeans, a black tee, black socks and her spare boots. A simple hairband pulled her hair into a tail at the nape of her neck, and with her id clipped onto her jeans she exited the Hummer and immediately looked over at the scene. Some of the lights were on, and Mitchell was helping direct where they were pointed at. "Well, that looks better. More like a crime scene and less like chaos. Don't you think so Chad?"