You've got to pick a pocket or two...

You kick what remains of your shoes and socks off your dragon feet and think. Being a dragon is cool, but it'll attract a lot more attention than being a woman. Maybe it'll wear off eventually..maybe.

"How did I become a woman anyway?" you ask yourself "Who did those clothes belong to anyway?"

Your journalistic mind gets a brainwave. Mabye there's something in the pockets? You pick up the coat and start rummaging through it...