Jill looked surprised. "Do you think we would go out dancing in these?  We wear evening dresses, same as everybody else.  That's our favorite way of not getting our beauty sleep, isn't it, dear?  Sit back down and finish your supper; Ben has stared at us long enough for the moment.  Ben, there's a man in that transition group you were just with who's a perfectly dreamy dancer and this town is loaded with good night clubs - and Dawn and I have kept the poor fellow so busy, alternated keeping him up so many nights in a row, that we've had to help him stay awake in language classes.  But he'll be all right; once you reach Eighth Circle you don't need nearly so much sleep.  Whatever made you think we never dressed, dear?"