Some people's costumes, like Eddie's, were clearly grabbed at the last minute from a costume shop or ordered hastily online somewhere, but then he can't help noticing that some people seem to have actually put in a little effort — or, in some cases, a lot of effort — putting together their own costume. The make-up and costumes he's seeing around here are kind of, honestly, giving him a little more anxiety than he'd like to admit. He's not sure why it makes him think so much of Pennywise, but he's really trying not to.
When Sally approaches dressed like a mermaid, her costume appearing more like the latter than the former type of costume, it takes Eddie a second to match the name with her face. He recognizes her and remembers talking to her, but he only just recalls the name Sally to attach to it all when she asks how hot he must be in the costume. The way she words it surprises a laugh out of him.
"Uh...total swamp, actually. I'm from Maine. I'm still adjusting..." he confesses with a sheepish look. "You look great. Man, I fucking feel like I really dropped the ball on this shit, the more I look around. You all look amazing."
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When Sally approaches dressed like a mermaid, her costume appearing more like the latter than the former type of costume, it takes Eddie a second to match the name with her face. He recognizes her and remembers talking to her, but he only just recalls the name Sally to attach to it all when she asks how hot he must be in the costume. The way she words it surprises a laugh out of him.
"Uh...total swamp, actually. I'm from Maine. I'm still adjusting..." he confesses with a sheepish look. "You look great. Man, I fucking feel like I really dropped the ball on this shit, the more I look around. You all look amazing."