"How could I refuse an offer like that?" Selina inquired. She reached up, brushing her fingers across the ears of the white Persian perched on Ben's shoulder. "Just look at that face..." Selina couldn't imagine such a thing going hungry and homeless. Whatever drove Eric to part with it must have been too great.
Pulling away from the pair of man and beast, Selina sauntered to the expanse of closet. Humming as she pulled open the door, she paused and glanced over her shoulder at Ben, exposing the white dress that, at present, was hanging delicate from a hanger on the back of the door. "Don't forget this..."
Selina wrapped the dress carefully into a garment bag, zipping the bag up to conceal the dress and keep it safe from travel. When that was done, she pulled it from the hook where it hung and brought it back to Ben to take.