Allison Skinner stopped at the end of the short pier, and clicked on Change Outfit.
“OK, are you guys ready?” she asked.
“Wait? What are we doing again?” Debbie Van High asked.
“Very funny,” Allison said, going into the spin. “OK, here we go, Formal Number One!”
Allison looked down as she came out of the spin.
“Oh, my!” she giggled. “I think I put it on backwards!”
“Oh, let’s hope not,” Debbie said, glancing away.
“What do you mean, Allison?” Jessica Brown asked. “Turn around here.”
Allison’s three companions attempted to suppress giggles, with varying degrees of success.
“I don’t know,” Cassandra Goth said. “Maybe it is on backwards.”
“I’m not sure it matters,” Debbie said.
“It’s … a little much? You think?” Allison asked.
“On the contrary!” Cassandra blurted, turning away.
“Well, it is quite the plunging neckline, for a wedding dress, wouldn’t you say?” Debbie asked.
“I’mmm … not sure that still qualifies as a neckline, Debbie.” Jessica said. “Allison, what else did you have in mind?”
“Well, the next two are pretty traditional,” Allison said, spinning into Formal 2.
“That one’s very nice,” Debbie said.
“Yes … ordinarily,” Jessica said.
“What are you saying?” Cassandra asked.
“It’s just that the way the dress cinches at that cluster of flowers draws attention to Allison’s hips,” Jessica said.
“What’s wrong with that?” Debbie asked.
“She doesn’t have any.”
“Well, I don’t know if you’ve looked in a full-length mirror lately, but you cut quite the boyish figure yourself these days,” Debbie said.
“I know; I must have picked up some glitch in the Community Gallery on my way here,” Jessica said. “I’m perfectly healthy back home, let me assure you.”
“So, this dress makes me look like a scarecrow,” Allison said forlornly.
“Don’t listen to these breeders, Allison!” Cassandra said. “There is nothing wrong with slim hips.”
“Well, maybe … if we put a low hedge in front of the wedding arch …” Jessica mused.
“Hold on, hold on,” Allison said spinning into Formal 3. “Here’s the other traditional gown.”
“Ooh, I got here just in time!” Thalia Osborne said as she rejoined the group. “I like that one!”
“It’s not much different from the last one, and Debbie and Jessica shot it down,” Allison said.
“Well, it’s just different enough,” Thalia said.
“Well, this one cinches up at your waist and almost creates the illusion that you actually do have hips.” Thalia said.
“Oh, Thalia,” Allison said. “Talking to you makes me so grateful the game doesn’t recognize in-law relationships.”
“Well, now that that’s settled, let’s go to Windenburg for some pastries,” Jessica said, opening her phone to Travel With …
“Wait! Wait!” Allison said. “I still have three –“
“It’s certainly sparkly,” Thalia commented without enthusiasm.
“It would be sparklier, but Maxis ran out of sequins when they designed your sweater,” Allison said.
“I thought you said they were getting along better,” Karlie Wheeler whispered to Jamie when she joined the group.
“Well, it’s a friendly animosity, at least,” Jamie said.
The invisible floating camera moved closer.
“Well, Thalias’s mom was something of a firecracker,” Karli said, “and Allison was raised in a house full of Insane Sims. Friendly animosity may be the best we can hope for. Have you had your talk with Thalia?”
“Yes. Sometimes, I think the game just generated a random, plummy relationship between us,” Jamie said.
“I don’t know. I think Thalia maybe just doesn’t like to be around her Players’ SimSelves,” Karli said. “You heard how she lit into Eric Lewis when she first got here?”
“Well, I imagine it must be difficult for Sims to co-exist with their Watcher in the same World,” Jamie said.
“Yeah. Look how that turned out the last time someone tried it in real life,” Karli said.
“Karli, I love you, but I swear –“
“What about this one?” Allison interjected.
“Uh?” Karli asked.
“We were trying on wedding dresses before you showed up,” Jamie said.
“Oh. Well,” Karli said. “That seems sort of plain for the occasion, doesn’t it?”
“I don’t know,” Jamie said. “I like the simplicity.”
“And it’s the Formal I started wearing to get Bryon more marriage-minded,” Allison said.
“I dunno,” Karli said. “What else you got?”
“Just this,” Allison said, fiddling around in CAS to add a sixth Formal, “but it looks like Annette doesn’t think much of it.”
“Oh, she’s probably just having an episode,” Karli said. “And I like this one. Has a kinda Glenda-The-Good-Witch thing going on.”
“We’ll just have to watch out for falling farmhouses,” Annette Thayer said.
“Well, we don’t have to decide right now,” Allison said. “And we should get moving. Rose is probably home from school by now, and my cousin is probably back from work. We need her to get to work on Roses’ birthday cake.”
“Did someone say cake?” Debbie asked.
“Well, there’s something we can all agree on,” Karli said.