Who: Shosanna Dreyfus and Kenny McCormick What: Dinner. Where: A Japanese steakhouse. When: Forward-dated to Tuesday night. Warnings: TBD Status: Closed | Incomplete
When Shosanna had suggested going to dinner with Kenny, she had no idea if she meant it as a date or not. She had no idea if Kenny considered it a date or not. It could be a date. Or it could just be dinner with a friend. Shosanna decided that she didn't mind either way, that it would soon be figured out. If it was a date, that was cool. If it was dinner with a friend? That was cool as well.
She decided on a black pencil skirt and a red top for the dinner, she liked wearing skirts. She felt more comfortable in skirts and it only made sense that she wear one to dinner. She was currently in her bathroom, arguing with her hair. It didn't seem to be doing what she wanted it to do. She looked in the mirror, and sighed. Why did it matter so much? Kenny knew what she looked like when her hair didn't cooperate.
Shosanna jumped slightly when there was a knock on the door, and she glared at her reflection in the mirror. "It's open," she called to the door.