"Didn't I tell you? And you look really good. I didn't think I was one of those dudes who was like, 'Man, I really miss the flapper look, someone should bring it back.' But now. You could bring it back. Personally. And your hair is really cute." Realizing what he just said, he amended, "And also breasts, you know, manly things. Beer. Sports. Liquor."
Gar winked, completely unable to take himself seriously. "Oh, I got you a present. Hope it stays with you, but it probably won't." He carefully slid his hat off his head, hiding the gift underneath it. He placed it on the table with the utmost care. "I didn't have time to wrap it. So just go ahead and pretend it's really pretty."