How different she looks

The person you assumed was Emma was standing in front of her car, typing on her phone, looking entirely engrossed in whatever was happening on the illuminated screen.

She was wearing a black leather jacket, blouse, a pair of dark pants, and a pair of boots. Her hair is in a high ponytail. It was hard to think that this was the same woman as the one that appears in costumes on the internet.

"Emma?" you ask as you approach her. She looks up, and her mouth turns into a coy smile, and you recognize that smile from some of her photos.

"Hello, Adam," she says, putting her phone away. "You look surprised."

You take a second to compose your thoughts, "Well, you look so different compared to when you are in costume."

"Is it a good different or a disappointing different?" she says, biting her lip.

"Of course, a good difference. I just feel a tad underdressed, that's all."

"Well, let's see how tonight goes, but maybe I could help you dress next time," giving you a wink. "Come on, hop in, and let's go."