[In Person] Nope, no illusionists here. Don't know what you're talking about.

[bestamontillado]

[The Fluffy Duckling has a patron that ... wouldn't be familiar to anyone. Just an unknown, fairly pretty lady with long black hair partly tied back, in a rather nice red dress with necklace and earrings of ruby and gold, paying with a handful of small gemstones for... well, drinks for the night.]

[Yes, Spade got sick of hiding out at his riverside camp, but wandering around too visibly ran the risk of certain people realizing he hadn't stayed dead; what illusions he has aren't strong enough... so he's abused the Tarnhelm's shapeshifting and disguise abilities; he is mimicking someone, but it's a lady from somewhere a bit after World War II, too late for any of his generation to recognize her, and too early for any of Tsuna's group. The jewelry's real, for what it's worth.]

[Well, and since it is a shapeshift, technically the rest of the package of being a chick is real, not that this is that much of a novelty to someone used to body-hopping.]

[Said "unknown" lady is at the bar, and is drinking as if there's an attempt at getting away from things for a while, idly watching the other patrons come and go.]

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[bestamontillado]

[For a moment, the lady's dark eyes turn a familiar shade of blue with a white spade in one eye, and she holds up a hand with a familiar pocket-watch in it - which seems to disappear as soon as that hand is put back down. He's mentioned having people that would love to shoot at him before, so hopefully the "disguise" won't seem too worth questioning... esp. since that IS the reason for it.]

[There's less of a voice drop, although now, "she" has an accent that ...is faint, but also not Spade's normal one.]

Well, a lot of things would be better than that, and I'm sure I have a few things to spare that're better suited to the weather.

[maneless]

[Alanna's cheeks are turning red- the idea that she got caught by an illusion- or--

Well.

You'll have to excuse her while she picks up a couple pieces of her brain, because she isn't... exactly expecting someone else to be able to pull off a convincing cross-dress, or-- whatever the hell it was Spade was doing.]

Ah-- yes. I'm not exactly a tailor, but this is-- a bare scratch above wearing a glorified bed-sheet. At least it's warm.

[bestamontillado]

[Well, normally, that would be the deal with Spade back in his world, but no, this... isn't.]

[Also that dress is kind of low-cut and those damn well look real.]

I'm not much of a tailor myself, but I've had to take care of my things in a hurry a few times.

[maneless]

[Alanna would be more distracted by that chest if she weren't, you know, straight.] Yeah, and I suspect altering an existing piece of clothing to fit someone smaller than it was designed for is a lot easier than trying to make something out of... well, whole cloth.

[Alanna is studiously staring at her hands.]