No one could predict except that he would always wear the same kinds of things and would generally always be a little stuffy. Not that Zee thought something like that. She was wearing a dress, much unlike her time at Taco Bell. No one could say that she wasn't one for the occasion. When the door knocked, she ran her hand through her hair and then went to go answer it.
She smiled when she saw him, "Hey sugarpop.." she greeted. The soft taco pet names could wait until later that evening. She barely knew where they were going, except to Italy. "How are you? Did you miss me terribly since Taco Bell?"