Remy slapped Kurt on the shoulder. "No worries, mon ami. We fig're it out toget'er, non? I usually don' get de chance to go shoppin' for girlfriends."
Rogue was so far from his first it was kinda of ridiculous for a boy newly turned seventeen. But she was probably the second one he felt much for beyond friendship and/or lust.
He grinned as Kurt kept catching sight of his reflection. "Don' worry none, I tol' ya, ya are quite de handsome non-devil t'day."
He led Kurt to a small jewelry boutique first - he liked the craftsmanship of pieces made by local artists much better than the department store ones. "De stuff in dese types of stores, dey quite unique an' bella. We impress de girls for sure!"