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Fashion, Etc. Etc. Ad Naseum!

The Danger Shop was set up like a runway in Milan. There were lights! There was noise! There were stick figures with big poofy lips complaining as their hair was put up into ridiculous coifs backstage with the students!

"Hello, darlings," Edna said, wheeling the rack of costumes (save one, naturally) into the room. "You have all proven to be...mostly adequate...these last few weeks in terms of creativity and not being blown up. Today you will demonstrate the lines and flow of my beautiful costumes!" Her hands flew up over her head.

"...which you also helped to design, et cetera, et cetera," she finally added. "Get changed, listen for the music and then strut, darlings! Try not to trip over things and end up on Youtube." She pointed at Shilo. "And you. You are very lucky not to be shot full of lasers yesterday. Detention for breaking into my workshop!"

With that she disappeared through the curtain to join the audience.

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Take pictures! Demand front row seats! Throw things at the tiny stick figures that look a lot like useless celebrities filling up the rows!

Oh, and drink coffee. Edna has provided espresso.

Gibbs had seen the posters. There was coffee.

That was all the reason he needed to show up.

Though as the show started he wondered if he could make a quiet get away.

This was supposed to be the latest in superhero design, as Steve understood it, so he felt sort of honor-bound to come. Jan would've wanted him to take notes for her, he thought wistfully as he waited for the show to start. He still didn't quite 'get' fashion, and he thought the models needed a few square meals, but here he was.

Deadpool was there. Oh, and he had popcorn for this.

Sophie saw Mr. Deadpool there, and shoo'd one of the anorexic faux-models away. "This does seem to be your area of expertise, doesn't it?" And look, he was back in costume for the event.

Dinah and Emma were both in this class, making it imperative Karla come and show her support.

ARthur was also in this class, making it imperative Karla come and laugh at him very, very loudly.

Either way, Karla was ready for a great time.

Jon ~~shoved a faux celebrity out of the chair~~ found an empty seat next to Karla and offered her an espresso.

"So, who are you here to see?"

"You are my favorite person of all time," Karla said fervently, taking a few long gulps of her espresso. "Anyway, my nice answer is I'm here cheering on Dinah, Emma, and Fiona. My real answer is that plus being here to laugh at Arthur. Loudly."

"You?"

"I am here to cheer on Dinah, maybe take some pictures and be really glad that I didn't get put in this class."

He waved the samera and grinned. "Lots of pictures."

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Coffee was more than enough to pull Griff in to watch the show. He sugared it up and took a seat up front for no good reason.

Tony was there to support Dinah. Mocking was optional.

Dinah might have directed a wide-eyed glare at certain amused people as she was heading down the catwalk.

Tony grinned, waved, and cheered for Dinah as she walked down the catwalk.

Which resulted in Dinah turning bright red, but fortunately not tripping. Or facepalming, even if she really wanted to.

There were possibly far too many people Merlin needed to cheer for in this class. Well, that and he could get a good laugh out of it before being smacked by any one of them.

Arthur didn't so much glare at Merlin as shoot a Look his way from the corner of his eyes. Yes.

Shilo caught sight of Merlin in the audience and waved a little at him as she passed. If nothing else, she thought, she looked better than he did in while dressed in her period's clothing.

Francine gave him a facepalmy little wave from the wings, long before it was her turn to actually go out there. You'd think she'd be reassured by one person in the audience who she didn't mind seeing her in skin-tight clothes, but. Stage. STAGE. Things happened on stages.

Dinah rolled her eyes as she went down the catwalk, mouthed Not one word! at Merlin, and kept going.

Oh, come on, early or not, Angela was not about to miss something like this, and found herself a prime front row seat when one of the useless celebrities gave it up. They really shouldn't have got up.

She had her cell phone as a camera, and mmm free expresso, and was so prepped for this little show.

It was early, but Romeo was awake anyhow, and, even if he didn't technically run the store anymore, he still took a general interest in fashion.

... or he might have just wanted to ogle people in spandex.

Anyhow, he took some coffee and settled into a seat.

Harper was not about to skip out on seeing a fashion show. She was ready to check out the latest styles and cheer on the models.

Sophie had seen the posters, and was always up for free coffee.

And oh, dear. The fashions. Those poor students.

Oh, please, as if Mitchell would turn down an opportunity to make fun of George.

He sat near the middle of the audience. All the better to mock. "Oh, I'm sure he'll ace the obstacle course."

He had about a million puppy jokes ready for just this occasion, yes.

Jack was there to be supportive. Or to spray his coffee all over people when he saw certain peoples' costumes.

Might want to not sit around the poor mullet-growing-back-in lad.

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