It's not that she didn't want to wear something longer, she just didn't bring any.
She's always been afraid of the heat, usually wearing short skirts and hot pants in the summer.
Looking at the clothes in the closet, she pouted a bit and simply grabbed a slightly longer red dress to change into, only slightly longer than the one she just wore.
After changing, she walked out of the room, and Henry Sullivan's expression was still gloomy.
He glanced at her legs: "Is this the longest?"
"The longest one was what I wore this morning, but it got dirty and hasn't been washed yet."
Henry Sullivan snorted and headed towards the door.
Ivy Miller trotted to catch up: "Hey, I'm not even mad, why are you mad?
I dressed up meticulously just to make you look good.
Yet I hadn't even gone in and you made me change clothes."
"Alright, let's just leave it at that today.
Try to stay seated when we go in, don't make us look bad."
