Dresses like the ones she had to wear in Camelot were useful for one thing: Katchoo could shift a little bit so that the folds of the skirt at least partly obscured the fact that she was squeezing Francine's hand in reassurance. She couldn't forget Darcy's fury when they'd convinced her Samantha had stolen the money; she had to wonder if this situation would shake out in a similar way.

And hope for it, at that.