As Vivian got herself changed, she hummed to herself again, making sure she was dressing herself properly. She had a tendency to do it a bit half-heartedly usually, knowing she'd probably just be taking her clothes off for someone sooner or later, but today was different, so she made sure she looked her best. She didn't want Hector to be embarrassed to be seen with her. She knew she was hardly the best-looking of women, in class standards. She was obviously poor.
"Yes, sorry, these buttons are fiddly." Once she was finished, she smoothed down her dress and turned to him, giving him another smile before going over to her cracked mirror in order to redo her hair. "What's the package for?" She asked curiously as she noticed it, pinning back the loose strands.