“Oh god.” Paul grimaced at them. “Oh dear god.” he added when the frilly headbands and heeled sandals were revealed. “Oh dear dear god!” he thought as his sister hoped that the dresses would be short enough to leave their stocking tops exposed. They certainly look short enough. Anything is better than nothing though and the boys soon donned tonight’s outfits.
They tottered about in their modest heels and little black frocks, laying the dining room table for two, adding a candelabra and wine glasses and badly folded napkins. The girls peruse numerous takeaway menus and slowly decide whether to have Chinese, Italian, Thai or an Indian as the boys scuttled about in the background.