Cara's class was being held in a Danger Shop created dressing room, given that as far as her students were concerned Cara had no other clothing than her leathers, there was surely nothing to be concerned about here.

"So there's a dance tonight, now another teacher might try to give you advice about not dying of mortification on the dance floor." This theoretical other teacher being someone who's co-ordination didn't mysteriously vanish the second music was involved, no matter what certain people said about it being just like sparring. "But I'm going to stick with not dying from people killing you instead."

She pressed a button and racks of hideous dresses appeared. "Your task today is to go through these lovely dresses, and find something you can fight in, or at a pinch can quickly be made to be fought in. You're looking for ease of movement, ability to breathe with difficulty, footwear you will not break your ankles if you trip while wearing them. Comfort is a bonus, as are materials that will stand up to a blow if not for long."

"Get to it, then."