Attire to match

Heading over to the closet, Minnie did her best to walk in such a way to suggest she was far older than her true age. Carefully opening her closet, a part of her wondered how Caroline hadn't noticed her activities.

Tempting as it was to mentally debate that, she decided against it. Wasn't worth dwelling on something that the answer was irrelevant to her journey. Even if it would be nice to know.

Letting go of that particular thought, she carefully opened the closet up. In retrospect, it had been a blessing that everything that Carol and Mabelle had bought her also function as perfect old lady attire. Whether that was by design or a complete coincidence, she couldn't say.

At the end of the day, it didn't particularly matter what the answer was.

Pulling out some undergarments, Minnie got to work slipping them on. Once satisfied with the results, her attention turned to a modest floral dress. Wasting little time slipping it on, the wannabe elderly lady took a moment to compose herself.

With that now on, Minnie wasted little grabbing a pair of vinyl heeled pumps. Slipping them onto her feet, she felt every bit like the old lady she knew she was meant to be.

"Perfect." Minnie thought and made her exit.