Michael didn’t seem particularly shocked when Gerard approached him with the idea, but then, Gerard had never seen his younger brother look particularly shocked at anything. He merely looked at Gerard, blinked once or twice, and repeated in a flat tone, "You want me to help you dress up like a woman." "It’s the stays in particular I think I’ll need help with," Gerard told him. "Well, and buttoning the dress, and perhaps the wig."

The only sound in the dressing room was Frank's breathing and the gentle shhhk as she pulled a lace tighter. "There we go," she said, stepping back. "Yes?" she asked, when he was still silent. "Yes," Frank said, still watching himself in the mirror. Yes.