Dominique wasn't sure how on earth Sirius was going to succeed at what her siblings and cousins had failed at since her Hogwarts days. She'd had more than a few friends try to tell her that partying was fun and she should take advantage of the part-veela in her and get out there.
Needless to say, Dom choosing a job that required her to wear a significant amount of clothing was not a coincidence. All dressed up and unable to change into anything less revealing, Dominique waited for Sirius to come over. Merlin, she did not want to be around people, but she was certain his day was going a hell of a lot worse than hers was.
She walked over to the door, hearing the knock, and opened it, smiling. "An angel being escorted by a prison escort service! What will they think up next," Dom grinned at her friend. At least her hair was down, covering slightly more of her exposed body.