White.
With swiftness she entered the building still managing to mess up her hair and makeup from the rain, but she still performed, a darling mess on Kenneth’s stage. “I’m sorry for arriving late everyone, it won’t happen again. I wanted to bring something new to the room tonight, though, I’ll be singing a song I wrote.” She nervously laughed with the crowd before smiling, Robert’s eyes were glued to her as he motioned towards the phone, but Lizzie had already known of the call from her controlling father and for once only wanted to focus on pleasing her audience.