"Thank you," she over emphasized. She'd dressed perfectly and of course Damon didn't mention a word, not sure which side of the fence her emotions should run, she leaned more toward the defensive side.
"You know it was clever," she fell into the couch crossing her arms in a huff. She wasn't going to let him ruin her night. Her bottom teeth rubbed her bottom lip nervously. The box would say it all.
"I'm not sure if you'll like that one, it's sorta for me too." Her arms uncrossed as she leaned forward watching his face.