Bella is catching up on emails. It amuses her to agree to play the role of royalty at this random Renaissance faire that had the audacity to ask her if she'd be so kind to guest-star for a day, so she's telling them she'll do it presuming no emergencies come up and they don't give her excessively absurd lines to say.
"I am not going to break up with you for looking any which way in a Renfaire dress." She tilts her head thoughtfully. "I don't think it's going to be a bonus, really. Frankly on you anything in the category of 'clothes' is not a bonus. Whether it'll be significantly differently attractive than you-in-clothes-at-baseline will probably depend on the dress, but I've never found drag appealing before. I do hope that's not a disappointment."
"Eh, I'll live. You might've noticed I have a thing for being eye candy, but if I want someone to appreciate how I look in drag, there's no shortage."
"I noticed your thing for being candy. Of multiple sorts." (Lick.)
Their guest-starring at the renfaire is in two months, which should give Queenie plenty of time.
Queenie makes them an incredible pair of dresses. Lots of purple velvet, purple-and-silver brocade with a concentric circle theme for Bella, black-and-silver with a theme of birds and flowers for Ripper. And she and Ghosty insist on doing their hair. The result is rather magnificent.
Ripper does make a very pretty girl. And those long black lace gloves with silver trim do surprisingly nice things for his wrists.
And they arrive on time for the faire. The person who is supposed to greet them is pretty startled when they actually show up. "I was like," he says, "ninety-five percent convinced that one of your staff people agreed as some kinda prank and I was going to have to fill in."
"Nope," says Bella. "Any email that leaves my account signed 'Bella' is from me; the others say 'Imperial Staff'."
"This is my consort," agrees Bella, not sure how convincingly Ripper cares to present on any non-visual level.
"If you don't have anything suitable picked out, maybe you could take the name they use for the non-guest-star queen?" Bella suggests. "I believe it was Annabelle. Unless that would be confusing or whoever plays Annabelle normally would object."
"No, that's fine," says the renfaire person.
"Their Majesties Isabella and Annabelle. All right," says the renfaire person. "Now, the only things you need to show up for are the knighting ceremonies for the kids at ten and noon and the joust at three; other than that you can just mingle and try to be Renaissancey. Faire food is comped for you but souvenirs aren't because those are independent suppliers. If you go to any of the shows they might riff a little on your presence, you can riff back if they seem to want you to and you have anything to say but it'll usually be fine to just smile and nod."
"All right." Bella takes a map and schedule off a nearby stack. "Thanks, I think this'll be fun."
Bella is recognized, although the fact that she's not in her standard crown makes a few people dismiss her as a lookalike. Her appearance wasn't heavily advertised; they weren't sure she'd come. No one appears to know who "Annabelle" is, at least so far.
That's okay. Ripper is having tremendous fun strolling around in this gorgeous dress, eating interesting foods and and looking at things and holding hands with Bella.