Erywin patted Ellen on the shoulder, leaning over to do so. "It's not that I find it too 'un-sleepish'--which isn't actually a word, mind you--it's that it's not recognized as part of the established dress code for the evening." She stood and began stretching for a good 10 seconds before saying, "So you could sit there like a fucking chav and try to bullshit me on your attire and hope I'll let your fucking attitude slide--but that's not going to work with me, so...."
Leaning in, Erywin looked down on Ellen, and her eyes were burning like she's been possessed by the Phoenix. "I'd suggest you pry your clearance section ass from that chair and go back to your tower to change." She stepped back, allowing Ellen to stand. "And if I ever again see you in here during the Madness dressed like that, you and I will have a very long, private chat--" Erywin made a very sharp hand motion towards the door. "Go. Now."
Leaning in, Erywin looked down on Ellen, and her eyes were burning like she's been possessed by the Phoenix. "I'd suggest you pry your clearance section ass from that chair and go back to your tower to change." She stepped back, allowing Ellen to stand. "And if I ever again see you in here during the Madness dressed like that, you and I will have a very long, private chat--" Erywin made a very sharp hand motion towards the door. "Go. Now."