what now

Mr. Li grunts and nods. "I've brought you this," he says and hands you two small pieces of stretchy fabric, one black and one white, and a pair of strappy, sequined high heels.

You look at him questioningly, and he continues, "Your costume.. for the show."

"Where's the rest of it?" you ask, fearing the answer. Looking around the room you see that all your belongings and clothes have been removed.

"That's all there is," he responds.

Ryan laughs and says, "You're lucky you get that much. I was arguing that we should go with just body paint, but uncle thought that might be too slutty."

You look at the flimsy pieces of clothing in your hand and think that they may have set that bar a little low.