Once they were in town, and after unbuckling and getting out of the car, Adam peered over at the shop front. He was familiar with the store and had previously bought from there, but this was the first time he'd had his own personal shopper, opinions from friends aside. Safe to say, he'd never been overly concerned with all the rules about colors and styles and other things Tristan probably had a better knowledge of.
"Still want to grab a coffee first, or is the temptation to go Queer Eye on me too much to resist?"