Laughing for the same reason he was she adjusted on the couch, leaning against him even if she was going to be getting up in just a minute or two to go change as he suggested. "I don't know, maybe a frilly little pink number would be good for you. Show off those legs." Chuckling again she leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek before pushing herself up off the cushion and walking around the couch, "Oh, its a competition to see who can make the best cartoon cake. One of them is doing the smurfs. You'd be surprised at how hard this stuff is. It has to be a certain height, and technicality and everything like that."
Leaving him to watch the cake show she walked up the stairs to the bedroom, opting for a pair of jeans and not the skirt she had been considering for when she drug him out to dinner later her. After that she chose one of her favorite shirts, a little white number that had rips all over the place. Some across her stomach and others over her chest to how something yet nothing at the same time. It didn't look trashy but designer on her. And it should since it was from Germany! Plus she figured if she should wear comfortable shoes and not a skirt they weren't going somewhere she had to impress anyone so if they didn't like her choice in clothing then screw em!
Coming back down the stairs all dressed now, a pair of white tennis shoes on to match the shirt she leaned over the back of the couch, "Okay, I'm ready. Where are you taking me?"