Hallie finally let go of Connor and ducked into a stall and pulled the curtains closed tightly. It was definitely nicer in the fitting rooms then she had imagined them being. And she was even a bit surprised that such an establishment even had fitting rooms. Changing from her nice but casual clothes she put on what the magical world called dress robes, but basically looked extremely similar to a nice formal gown. If Hallie had her way, if she even needed "dress robes" while at Hogwarts, she'd get her dad to mail her one of her ball gowns... "I'm not sure about this Connor!" She called looking in the mirror back at her reflection. Taking a deep breath she turned around, stuck her arm out and threw the curtains open from her stall and stepped out. "What do you think now?" She asked Connor, waiting as patiently as she could on him to come out from his stall. She looked down at the dress, it was o k a y , she guessed.