"Well, what are you feeling tonight?" Mabel asked, slipping character. "You could be a pirate, or a vampire, or a weirdly unappealing clown, or -"

She paused as she spied a swatch of fabric she didn't remember buying, that matched Joshua's eyes perfectly.

"This!" she insisted, tugging at the piece, which was buried and tangled at the bottom of the box. "Whatever it is, you have to wear it -" she declared, before pulling the costume free.

It turned out to be an exceptionally flouncy, sequined princess dress.

"Yup," Mabel declared, looking the dress and Joshua up and down. "It's perfect for you!"