Jack snickered evilly, "You're not seeing that until it's time to stuff you into it."

Mostly because she didn't have pictures. Should've taken some.

Though.. She scrolled through her phone and showed him a picture of the outfit she'd picked out for Sparkle. All black lace and velvet and burn-outs and chains. An outfit made of boldness or anger, depending on the attitude it was worn with. "Just so you know my general aesthetic. That's what I bought Sparkle for Christmas."