บท 111: Let's forget about the banquet

"Wait!" Leo called out suddenly, making Clara step down and turn to look at him. 

"What is it?" she asked, seeing his face turning to the shade of an apple. There is confusion in his expression, as well as discomfort. 

Leo blinked repeatedly, before running his hand through his hair. "Did your clothes got ripped?" he asked, as that could only explain this outcome. Perhaps Clara use supernatural powers of some sort, to make it stay glued to her body. 

Clara was actually in a good mood, because the gown look marvelous on her. She has checked out herself repeatedly in front of the mirror, before coming out. 

"Ripped?" she asked in return, with a confused expression. 

Seeing her expression, Leo confirmed that it wasn't ripped. "Did you forget your jacket inside?" he asked again. 

Seeming to get where he's driving at, Clara took a deep breath, her expression returning to the one before they started getting along this half well.