"It's your hair, green brings it out when you really think about it." Morag gave a little shrug as she gave out the little fact. Slowly she walked down the rack of clothing running her fingers down the row of the robes. "I need, something that fits me, that is colorful and but doesn't stand out. You know I don't want to take away from Stephen's special day..."
Morag sighed heavily, maybe she should just stay home and fake a cold, it was running around after all. But she needed, NO, she wanted to support her friend and be there for him. They had gone through the last seven years together and she would be there for him through this.