Sitting down beside her, Verity stared at Tracey's delicately-booted foot. "I think I've worn heels once in my life," she admitted. "Twice if you count those weird dreams, but I'm pretty sure you don't."
Seeing how Tracey was struggle, she pressed her lips together in concern. "Wait. Here," she said, and knelt down by Tracey's feet. "Let me." She bent down to work the laces free.