Mum sent over the best set of robes she could find, along with a rather embarrassing note. You and mother are too much alike sometimes. I should have never told her I had a date. The robes are rather nice, though. It's that set that are colored like a sunset, red fading into gold and visa versa.
Theo's picking me up ten minutes before five. Do you want to come to my flat around three tomorrow so we can get ready? And remember to vote, sister dear. The ballot they sent out is your ticket for entry.