Heck for 1000 I could go to a party.

"$1000 you say, let me see that flyer."

She hands it to you and asks, "What, it is to here right?"

"Yup as I thought, this happens sometimes, you see that isn't my address, that is for east 39th street, and you are on west 39th street."

"So you know where this is?" she asks with a wry grin.

"Sure and I know a place where I could get a costume if you are willing to let me come with you, and I would be happy to drive." You state and jingle your keys.

"Hell yeah, let me use your phone to call my friend and lets go." You oblige pulling your robe closed about you, knowing you will change soon, and locking up you two head to the costume shop. As you arrive they are locking up. "Wait please I need a cool costume to win a contest at a party I will give you 100 bucks to use it for the night."

The shopkeeper looks you over and says, "Ok I guess but I know I only have one costume left that would fit you." With that he goes back in and returns handing you one of those long bags like you get a suit in on a hanger. You pay him and he locks the door and leaves. Not having anywhere else to change considering your small car you duck around back and change behind the dumpster.