Soon, Zoe was very happy that Alfred had thought ahead. She did have more formal wear somewhere, and Alfred was wise enough to know when to pack such. This time, he'd packed something more appropriate or easier to explain.
She dropped from the hovering vehicle to a fire escape, bouncing from place to place to finally land on the ground just outside Wash's building. She took a deep breath and headed in.
The palates pants with a matching jacket would explain why she might be a little on the sweaty side of things. She stood in the lobby, unsure of herself. She knew the exact excuse she was going to use. She coughed softly, not wanting to just go up to him greet him.