Khan couldn't help but look at the mirror, "Is this skirt a bit shorter than I imagined?"
"No, rather I feel the skirt isn't the right color. A yellow skirt with a black and golden poke dot school uniform." Feng Jie replied, "The Red skirt would look nicer, doesn't it?"
"I'll stick with my skirt, you wear yours. You're supposed to be taking the servant course aren't you?" Khan inquired.
"I was, then Madam and I agreed." Feng Jie explained, "For the sake of your health, and to ensure no one ends up dead—I should attend the same class as you."
The classmates didn't take well to a commoner in the class, let alone one that has the same sense of humor as His highness Khan.
"I feel that the tap shoes would be better than high heels, high heels should only be worn when you don't have to walk down the stairs." Feng Jie explained, "Imagine your drunk wearing high heels, and a half to walk down a flight of stairs—while it's late of the night in a fancy high-end household on the west egg.."
"I see, then I'll only wear high heels if I have to defend myself and ensure they get stabbed in both eyes." Khan remarked, "That should suffice."
"No!" A person shouted, "What kind of person has such a conversation like that!"
"Us." They replied, "We do clearly, Lady."
Ironically enough, the person who shouted, a woman from the modern era, named Bai Cha, born of Marquis Bai of the First rank, a rather respectable young lady by all accounts, and the only one daring enough to comment on their conversation with a sense of common sense.
"So, then why is she wearing a skirt? I thought the girls worse pants for their school uniforms." Feng Jie remarked, "Is she trying to be dressed like a boy to hide her rather infamously light brown hair, I've never seen someone with light brown hair before."
"By God! What is the duck are you talking about?" Bai Cha inquired.
"She used a duck name in vain. It seems she's drunk on orange juice, hit too many before class." Khan replied, "Wouldn't bother with her."