"By Elune's Funky Beat and Tabbed Collars!" Throgg said. "What are you wearing?"
"It's a leather vest," Lolegolas said, running his hands over his chest. "I figured since we're strolling through old content, then we should dress the part. So I got this chestpiece."
"Little elf," Throgg said carefully. "You wear nothing except, perhaps, the Emperor's new clothes. I can see your piercings."
Lolegolas let out a long, sad sigh. The sigh expressed the agony of man who cared deeply about fashion but whose friend could not understand. "It's Sandrene's Invisible Vest, Throgg. It is, in fact, actually a vest and you just can't see it."
Throgg poked the Blood Elf's chest with a doubting finger. "Huh. I can actually feel it. How odd."
"Are you two quite finished?" the Gilnean asked ahead of them. "Miranda's waiting for us."
"Of course," Lolegolas said. "The trail of dead Worgen is getting thicker. Surely, she's nearby. What's our plan at this point?"