"Galatea brought me pictures," Ingress smiles, and now, in place of her tutu, she's wearing the first dress Tom bought for her at Madame Malkans. It's deep red with puffy sleeves and a full skirt. It was one of her very, very, very favorite dresses ever, but she outgrew it a long time ago.

There's only so much a charm can do to expand a garment.

"Are you going to a party? You look like a princess."

As Ingress stands, a couple of little toy robots go marching by, their gears whirring.