Victoire has been terribly busy with a touch of ennui, which meant she had simply had to lie around smoking clove cigarettes in her apartment for four to five days. But she's feeling much better now and she's ready to reenter société.

Too bad no one will recognize her, because her extremely sexy dress has been replaced with something... else. Something hideously old fashioned. And to make matters worse, she seems to have arrived with a mask that's shaped like a rat or something. Thank wizjesus that she's naturally hot, because otherwise this would be entirely unsalvageable.