Halloween Party, tonight

"...because there's this party." Penelope spoke the word with fear and disdain.

The witch grinned, knowing well the date. "There always is. For obvious reasons, this is our busiest season of the year." So many people, eager to grab an easy costume for a silly party, and changing their lives irrevocably in the process. Such fun!

Though, with this girl, one who already knew the secrets these outfits held, perhaps things could be even more interesting...

"Yes, well, I think I specifically need one of your costumes. Because..." Penelope sighed. "...I'm terrible with parties. They're too loud, too stuffed with people, and everyone is getting drunk and..." Just talking about it was starting to make Penelope's pulse raise with the worst way, but she took a moment to calm herself, remember she wasn't there, not yet, and thus the panic attack was avoided.

"Ahh, I see. So, you're looking for a costume to help you... relax? Join in the dionysian throng without issue?" She had a number of costumes that fit that bill perfectly.

Penelope gave a small nod, but there was more to tell. "It also needs to be, um... h-hot. Like, I need to..." She gulped. "I'm, kind of afraid that my girlfriend, Delilah, has been checking out this other girl, who I know is going to be at the party? And, I don't want to be scared or jealous, I want to be sure she'll be loyal to me, but... what if she isn't? So, I, I want to be so gorgeous, that, that she can't look away!"

"A laudable endeavor," the store's proprietress replied, already thinking of a dozen ways this could go so beautifully wrong. "Now then, what sort of costume would you like to try?"