Herate runs over, having showered and changed into her costume: a mistborn! "Hi, kids! Happy Halloween!"
Daolan walks up behind her in a crisp white outfit. "Hey, Herate. Like my costume?"
She turns around and stifles a laugh, then raises her eyebrows. "Wow, assumptions much?" Then her face breaks out into a smile and she hugs Daolan. "Yes, I love it."
"Good. I love yours too."