Ivy swings her legs to the floor. “Yes well I also need to get ready.” She tentatively knocks on Arty’s door. 

Winter turns to see a frantic Ivy. “Need something?”

Ivy smiles nervously. “I’m going on a date and I have nothing to wear. All of my nicer clothes are.. Wait I live next door.” Ivy grabs her phone and goes next door. Ivy changes into a white straight across dress cinched in at the high waist with dark green heels to compliment the silver and emerald charms strung across her neck and wrist. Her hair is pulled back into a bun.