Charlie's POV
I look at the woman standing next to me, and if I did not know better, I would not have thought that it was Elsa standing next to me, dressed in some old-fashioned clothing and with blonde hair. How the hell did she get her hair blonde so quickly, and that makeup that she has on makes her look like a wax doll. I want to laugh at the dress she has on. However, I don't know if the dress belonged to her grandmother, and I do not want her to be upset with me if I laugh at her grandmother's dress. I did not know that she could change her face with makeup so fast.
"How the hell did you do that? How did you disguise yourself so quickly? You know we are going to have another problem now. If he asks about you in town, everybody is going to describe you and not the blonde that you w
