"Not even a little conditioner?" He couldn't imagine it, not to mention leave-in conditioner, hair gel, hold spray... "I have waxed," he said proudly then, lifting his chin defiantly. "There are ways to not get it to itch anyway." He purposefully didn't answer her other questions. "You mean to tell me you don't?"
"Annoying, want to hate you, a problem," he listed. "Yep, you are all those things," Robbie said mock-seriously, unable to fully hide the smirk.
He narrowed his eyes and tutted, fixing his hair once more after she ruffled it - it could go on all day. "I have not thought about wearing a corset," he said clearly, but in a lower voice.
"Anyway, you go try this on," he said, holding the dress out to her and pushing her in the direction of the changing rooms. "I'll go and pick some more." He could be more efficient searching for clothes for her if she was busy trying the dress on, and maybe buy a few things to slip into her bags later on if he was quick.