'So being stuck at an office where everyone is working and don't have time for you is better?' Cass asked, really don't seeing the problem. This was Pansy, she was going to adore him and spoil him rotten, he knew she would.
'And what's wrong with a little vanity?' he asked, feeling a bit defensive. 'You know how long I take me in front of a mirror, and you know that I like nice robes. You don't think he's likely to pick that up from me?'
'I really don't see what's wrong about liking nice things.'