You pick panties and a bra in Fiona's side of the closet and start dressing. Fiona sees you struggling to put on a bra and laughs.
Meanwhile, he has taken off your shoes and put the magic socks aside. He approaches the dressing room and helps himself to your clothes, then begins to dress too. You sit on the bed and put on dark tights. Then you choose your favorite of Fiona's dresses, a deep blue one. She reacts immediately "You're not going to wear a blue dress with a red bra!". A little sheepish, you take off the red bra and choose one in the same blue as the dress. By the time you put on the dress, Fiona has already finished getting dressed.
You see at the foot of the bed the black ballet flats that you used to transform into her. You are curious to try on high-heeled shoes and today is a unique opportunity. So, instead of the flats, you choose a cute pair of black ankle boots with a 3 inches square heel.
Speaking with your masculine voice, Fiona tells you "Go quickly and do your hair, it is a tangled mess."
You run your hand through your long hair and confirm that she's right. You go to the bathroom walking slowly to get used to your high heels. You take Fiona's brush and start brushing your hair. Fiona joins you a few moments later. She takes the brush from your hands and runs it vigorously through your hair. She then examined the result, looking satisfied.
"Do you think I should wear makeup?" You ask him.
"No, bad idea. I can't let you do it and we don't have time." He replies laughing.
“Do we have other things to do before they arrive? Joan knows you well. She'll notice that something is wrong.”
“You're way too stressed. How could she guess that we switched bodies? At worst if you act really weird, she will think you are sick.”
"Do you think we should tell them about the socks?"
"We'll see."
A moment later, the doorbell rings.