Amarie fluffed up her little ragged skirt and hitched up her corset top. "Well I kinda hoped that these clothes'd make 'em look," she said with a giggle. "I don't think anyone's gonna come and toss us out, if you know what I mean. We're here as legit - sorta legit - guests of Moray and Mr Ricky Whatsisname."
She looked around too and smirked. "Naaah, be pleased."