The day before they headed to Fight-o'-rama Violet was running around town getting last-minute things ready for the trip. She was standing in the men's suit shop, picking up Brody's tuxedo for the Hall of Fame, waiting for the salesmen.
She was standing looking at a tie rack when noticed her reflection in a mirror. The closer she got to Brody, the more she was feeling like her old self. One that once cared about feeling and looking good, but this time was different. It wasn't about vanity like before. It was wanting her outside to reflect how she was starting to feel inside, but her outward appearance didn't reflect those positive emotional changes.
She shook her head in disbelief at the girl looking back at herself. "Where did you go, Violet?" she asked herself.
"Here you go, miss. Everything is in the bag." The man handed the tux to her. "Tell Brody congratulations on the new show. I watch it with my son and he loves it."