Faith laughed again, loving the way Sam looked when he was embarrassed. It was several kinds of adorable really.
"Oh I think you're wearing pink underwear right now," she nodded with mock seriousness. "I think you're just hiding it from me. But that's fine. I can do something like sneak into your house while you're sleeping and check."
The truth was she felt a lot better than she had earlier, no longer freaking out about the vampires. Sam just had that affect she guessed. Always making her feel better. It was one of the reasons she loved him.
"I should go out? In a dress?" She looked skeptically at him. "Ok, one, I do take nights off. For the record." Admittedly she wasn't sure when the last one had been, but she wasn't about to admit that out loud. "And two, it's not like I have someone to take me out in a dress and isn't that sorta traditional?"
She smirked as she looked at him. "Dressing smart for work isn't the same and you know it."