Turns out, a haberdasher is a place with very expensive men's clothing and accessories. Catherine took the girls shopping at a French store right across from the haberdashery. That left Orion, Mike, and I in the hands of Alexander. However, if there was one thing we could depend on Alexander, it would be knowing how to look good. Orion went off to shop on his own, as we followed Alexander to look at some suits.

"Aw, but I don't want to wear a tie." Complained Mike putting his hands in his pockets.

"Alexander, as nice as those three piece suits are, I think they only suit you." I said nodding and agreeing to Mike.

Alexander sighed and looked out the window, "Children, when you get older—"

Mike quickly but in. "—Yeah, yeah, yeah. Is there something else we could try on?" I gave Alexander a pleading face.

"Well, I suppose if that's what you really want. Don't come back blaming me though." He warned.

"We won't." Mike and I said together.

"Try these on," Alexander said handing each of us a set of clothing. Mike and I went to get changed. My eyes widened when I saw myself in the mirrors. I had a fancy black shirt on with a light, navy peacoat. Alexander had also handed me black jeans to dress it down a bit. However, it still would make people double glance if they caught me strolling down the street, as it made me stand out from the crowd. I didn't have a particularly athletic body, but Alexander did a good job hiding it. The coat made my shoulders broaden, and seemed to make my jawline sharper. It easily made me look a few years older than I actually was. I was impressed. How could clothes affect my appearance so much? I walked out of the changing room just as Mike came out. Like me, he was also wearing black jeans. Mike wore a gray v-neck sweater over a collared shirt.

He looked at me, "Wow, who is this?!?" He said surprised as his eyes widened as well. He obviously knew it was me but still shocked by the transformation, despite knowing me for such a long time.

I was a bit embarrassed. "You look different too."

He laughed, "Ben, this is something completely different than your usual style. No offense, but you always dress like a dork. No sense of fashion or effort whatsoever." He stated.

"Gee, thanks." I replied.

Alexander came out of his changing room, wearing a burgundy three piece suit. He looked just as suave and handsome as usual. "Let's see here. It looks like I got the sizes right." He muttered to himself inspecting us. "Mike, fix your collar and roll up your sleeves. Ben, unbutton your coat, it's not that cold today." We quickly fixed this as Orion came over from the cashier. He was dressed in a button up shirt and khakis.

"Alright, looks like we're all set!" He said cheerfully. "And, there's a barber shop next door, let's go over there next." As we walked to the store next door, I saw Catherine with the girls right across the street in the store. The were still debating what to wear, as they didn't see us. I caught a glimpse of Catherine giving a pair of heels to Erica with her face clearly disapproving.

My barber was a tall man with a buzz cut. He had a thin mustache and his name tag read Eric. "What hairstyle would you like to have today sir?" Eric asked. I've never been called a sir before. I puffed my chest a bit and sat straighter.

I looked at the mirror. I did nothing with my hair in the morning, except pushing it aside with my fingers. I deepened my voice. "Anythings fine. I'm just going to an important lunch so make me look presentable." I joked.

He smiled. "Very well, sir," and went to work immediately. I looked up from my magazine after he was done. He had trimmed the hair on my sides, leaving the center still long. It was pushed back with gel. I believe this hairstyle was called a quiff, as Mike had also had it before. It looked like a hairstyle for an actor you'd see on TV.

"You surprise me again." said Mike proudly looking at me. His side swept hairstyle didn't change, just trimmed.

"I'm not sure...," I said uncertainly, "I don't usually look like this."

"Relax, you look fine. Stop fidgeting." He reassured me.

"I see that you're done Ben, it looks quite nice." Alexander says walking to us happily. "The ladies are done as well, let's head back to the limo and go to lunch." We walk out the door just as the girls come out of their store.

Our jaws drop.