Charles had wanted to coordinate something with Margaret, but she'd objected to the rather skimpier outfits that were commonplace these days. Since Harry had said costumes were required, though, Charles came dressed in a pirate's outfit.
Somehow, it seemed fitting.
"The place looks great, Harry." And, of course, he finally got his first look at the so-called-girlfriend that his best friend was trying to put as the lead singer of Whitehall.
Young, dark hair, olive complexion... something about it seemed all too familiar. He did his best to smile at her, but in all honesty, Charles didn't try that hard.