Lips curled into an amused smirk as Rabastan stepped in. He looked... hilarious! "What the bloody hell are you wearing?" Stepping up to him, a hand darted out swiftly to pluck at the collar of his shirt, just to feel the material momentarily.
"Of course it is." Over at the box that was in his hands, a brow quirked curiously before looking back up at Rabastan. "I'm going to assume that said entertainment is in.... that?" The box had certainly seen it's days, she could barely make out the title on it.
Alecto was quickly regretting agreeing to have Rabastan decide what they were going to do. The sound of hunting for Erumpents was slowly sounding better than whatever that box might offer.