It was evening, and the resort was bathed in beautiful lights. Grace was happily humming a tune in her suite as she was getting ready for the masquerade party. It was part of the conference, and they would meet the man who organized it. As she perused through her closet, she was disheartened when she discovered she had nothing to wear.

　　"Ahh, this can't be," she let out a long sigh. As she was about to sit down out of frustration, there was a knock on her door. Thinking it ...