Isabel and Izzy
Izzy knew her hair should be a natural colour through the door. It was blonde and worn in an updo that fit the time period. Though her gloves were white, she'd chosen a green dress to be colourful. She had to smile when she saw Isabel in bright red and wondered if she'd had similar thoughts. She poured herself a glass of punch and looked at her. "I like your dress. It must be nice to be somewhere with colour after being in the food court."