Embarrassingly bad luck, actually, at the outset. I was forced to greet a terribly helpful and, incidentally, remarkably beautiful lady wearing little more than tatters. I'd have considered making quick use of the drapes had a needle and thread been at hand.

But you know how it is. With the passage of time and a passable head on one's shoulders, it evens out in the end. I found a delightful seamstress in the Earth Sector, eventually. I daresay my first impression is much improved.