Greg huffed lightly, hobbling his way over to a rack to start thumbing through dresses. "Well, you have to give me something to go on. Length, cut, fabric? I'm not quite as fashionable as you, I'm afraid." He shifted shoulders slightly, causing the strap of the dress to fall, which he deftly flicked back into place. He obciously didn't mind this 'dress' thing as much as he figured he would.