Naomi smiled. As she walked down the hall, she found Eli wrestling with Lucky and Powell. "Yikes..." she bit her tongue to keep her from laughing. "Not funny," he muttered, pushing Lucky off him. "And what are these?" he held up their bags. "Oh..." she frowned. "Take them," he tossed her duffel bag to her. "And your bird too," Naomi trudged up the steps, with Powell following. "Oh there's a party if you want to come!" she chided. Eli sighed, and scratched behind the dog's ears.
Naomi put her stuff away, and put Powell in his cage. "No escaping," she reminded him. She changed into her black strapless dress and her black flats, then walked out into the party room. "Woah," she said as she walked in.
((Her dress))