Stacey smiled up at Austin, as he helped her out of his car. Her dress was a little tight, fun to dance in, not so fun to sit in. But she loved it. She'd found it after Austin had asked her, and she hoped it would be hard for him to think of her as a friend in this dress.
"Thank-you," she said, smiling at him as she straightened up and carefully moved her hair away from her face.