Betsy was staring at Doug, she made a point to close her mouth because she felt it might be hanging open a bit. She knew that both genders enjoyed shopping, but she hadn't pegged Doug as a shopper but - now that she thought about it his outfits were always well put together. Really. In retrospect it all made perfect sense.
"That's brilliant Doug!" She beamed at him. "We have to go shopping. Oh, and I shop here and there, Barneys, different little boutiques."