[Pamela has to remind herself that this is a dream, because she's almost at the point of asking "Why did we ever sit down with you for dinner in the first place?" to Fai's rude uncle. It's Feliks' dream, so it's an issue that's been on his mind. So she'll do what she can to stand up for her friend.]

Mr. Flourite, if you cannot keep your opinion of Feliks to yourself, I'm afraid I'll have to take my leave early.

[She glances back at Feliks, and briefly down at what she's wearing. Of course. Of course she's wearing the most movement-restrictive formal dress in her entire collection for this dream. Of course. She won't even be able to leave quickly.]