"There's my street-clothes hanging on the rail: would you bring them over? If I change now, we can slip out of the reception without having to come back here again."

Coyly, she slips out of his arms and finds her cane again. There's a lovely dressing table area set up in front of a useless mirror and Mina finds her way over to sit down on the stool. "I will have to request your aid in a moment to unzip this dress."

The diamond earrings she wore for the concert are returned carefully to a jewelry box, and a pair of antique pearl chandeliers take their place. (An anniversary present, once upon a time, if she remembers correctly.) She slips off her second glove and unbinds her chestnut hair from the twisted updo, letting it cascade loosely in waves about her shoulders.