After what seemed like hours of flicking through her small selection of dresses with the same thought in her mind, professional enough for an official ball but not to casual that you popped out of a barn dance. "This could work," she said pulling out one from the back of her wardrobe. She slid on an old birthday present her 18th if she remembered correctly.

It was a gold simple wide neckline dress with a sheer lace over the top, the lace had black rose embroidery that added the darker tones to the floor length dress with a slight train, the bottom/train had a black ribbon loped on the underside so she could pick it up and hold it on her finger/hand out of the way. "Okay so I'm 6ft 3 could I pull off these heels?" She asked herself pulling out an old pair of gold open toed heels. She was 6ft 4 and 1/2 with heels, "Thank the stars." She kept the makeup clean and simple, she looked in the mirror. Did she always have to wear her hair in that bun? For the occasion she let her hair down and tied back a small section either side with a ribbon at the back of her hair before brushing the rest into her natural curly ringlets.

No one recognised her till she started talking to them, Bones even asked, "You wearing your hair down are you okay do you have a fever or something?" "No I thought it would work for the occasion I'm surprised I still fit into this dress considering it was an 18th birthday present." James came out of his quarters absentmindedly doing up his cuff links, "Have any of you seen Gweynneth?" He walked straight into her back, she turned to face him. At first it didn't look like her till her looked into her familiar grey eyes, "Wow you look gorgeous, um I didn't recognise you," they laughed at his awkward tone.