"I trust Lydia's opinion implicitly," Scott said with a wry grin, "and she picks out a pretty awesome set of clothes. I'd be crazy not to wear them," and it was possible he even liked them too. Even if he did feel tugged and squished in places he wasn't totally used to. He gave a little squeal at the smack and gave Cora a mischievous smirk, "well that certainly clarifies the issue of my ass! Excellent!" Scott gave a thoughtful look, as though totally considering her question and then shook his head, "I don't think I do. Cora-time is good-time," he said, giving her another quick peck on the lips to confirm his lack of complaints. "You're totally going to make me try the dress on, aren't you?" he asked, cause Cora was thinking this through almost as much as he did the champagne and it wasn't a good sign! "Can we skip to the part where you get the dress off me and pretend it happened?" he asked hopefully.