One night, you were preparing to attend a party, you headed out the door. Before you could leave, Alistair, and Vernon abruptly stood before you. Close and imposing, towering over you.

Alistair spoke. "Where do you think you’re going?" Vernon glared at what you were wearing. "Go change." Vernon added.

They both crossed their arms blocking the doorway, waiting for you to speak. "Well? Go upstairs, and change." Vernon added.