Shleya hurried to the bridge. She checked where she had stashed her dress and her nice shoes. finding the dress still there in it's package; she hurried to the dojo; taking it with her. She tried to figure out how she would keep her sword belt with her dress. deciding she better make it look nice before she tried to wear it. with a sigh, She grabbed one of the black belts. It was better than her normal brown.