Angie couldn't help smiling, just a little at first. She couldn't really pretend to be irritable for long - especially since when she actually was irritated, it was bloody obvious. With both women insisting that she let go just a bit, she found she couldn't argue. "Oh all right then, I expect I'll be doing a fair bit of ogling myself. It is only fair."
In slightly better spirits, she grinned wider at Ally's comment. "I've only managed to discover that for myself once or twice, but it was a resounding yes. I couldn't complain." She raised an eyebrow at Melinda, who actually was Scottish by nationality. "Anything to add on that?"
She glanced at the dress Ally picked out. "Definitely the right color, but that material's..." She ran a hand down it and wondered if she could manage to wear that all night. "Not really what I was thinking. I guess it's hard to describe. I want it to flow. Not be restricting, I mean."