He glances up briefly, eyes narrowing a bit while he considers this lady's advice, and turns his attention back to the robots. It's worth a shot, nothing else he's tried has worked so far, so here' goes nothing.

"If I have to wear something, I'd rather it be a suit. I don't do dresses."

One of the robots seems to listen at least, and starts dragging the other robot away despite it's protests. It just wants someone to wear this cool glow in the dark dress so bad okay, it worked so hard on it. In the end the bots leave, and Cloud heaves a small sigh of relief before turning to this super helpful lady.

"Good advice, thanks for you help."