Avery looked along the piles of clothing, making note of how unorganized everything was as she tried to remember the specifications of how she was to be dress. Her left cheek twitched slightly, a small sign of her irritation, at the thought of what she might be forced to do for Thomas' sake if Schrodinger didn't hurry. She sighed a bit as she pulled a few things down from an overhead shelf.
She grabbed a pair of gloves and some nylon stockings. After a good bit of digging she managed to find a pair of black shoes with very minor heels; Avery refused to wear high heels for anyone other than her one true master, her husband. As for the order of 'short and revealing', she found a white skirt and black halter top that conformed to the bare minimum of that order. Since she had her apron on when she was taken, she decided to keep it on, folding it over several times so that only part of the skirt would be covered. Avery would then walk to the door, knocking for it to be opened.