Barclay had to laugh at that comment, because it was so perfectly Ashton. At once both insightful and clever, yet completely at odds with the workings of the world. "That's not really how it works," Barclay said. Haggling wasn't a very American thing, and Barclay wasn't any good at it anyway. "I'll buy it for you. Don't you get some sort of allowance, though?" Barclay didn't mind spending money on Ashton, but he did wonder what the dragon did if Barclay wasn't around to buy stuff for him.
Well, at least Ashton saved on clothes.
Barclay scoffed again. "I don't have a date. I'm not going to the dance. Not my thing." He tipped his head to the sight, entirely ignoring the feelings Ashton had brought on by his casual announcement. Emily. Hm. "So, you're going with her? You like her?"