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Jaz smiled mischievously as they heard Alice call. Jace groaned and called out to Alice. "Whatever it is, make sure it's functional."
He quickly popped out of the doorway, off to do whatever he did. Jaz smiled a little bit. That was her brother-mostly considerate and unselfish.
She walked over to the bathroom, where Alice was standing in one of the giant fluffy towels that Jaz had begged for. In Jaz's arms was a giant stack of clothing that she had gotten that fit Jace's requirements. Jace's annoying requirements. "Alice, because we might be going out today, Jace said to give you functional clothing, so I picked out a ton of clothes that match what His Royal Fussiness wants. Just pick out ones that look good to you, unless you want expert advice so you can look good to others, 'cause I can definitely do that."
She doubted that Alice would consent to being dressed up, but hey, she could hope whatever she wanted to hope. Jaz wondered what exactly her brother had in mind, knowing that they didn't have anywhere they needed to be, but were, in fact, able to do anything. Jace and his surprises. She couldn't decide which one was more annoying.