Bel had the last spoonful in her mouth when the door was thrown open and Davien walked in. She dropped the spoon and picked up the napkin to wipe the corner of her lips. "Oh, look what the cat dragged in," she called loudly enough for him to hear.
"You're still undressed," Davien called out in horror as he walked through the door.
Bel paused and looked at her clothes. She looked at her feet too, to be sure she didn't miss anything. Unless there was something wrong with her eyes, she was certain she was properly dressed.
"What are you talking about?" She asked, staring at him with disgust.
"The party!" he yelled out in horror. "You have a party to attend. The Elders have all gathered around to welcome you."