Selene took mental note of the change in Willow's heartbeat, the excited tinge to her sweat, on her breath.
"Wait we shall, then." Her hand flashed out with vampiric speed to softly cup the side of Willow's face for a brief moment. Just as suddenly it was back resting on her own leg.
"In the mean time," she eyed Willow up and down, making an educated guess as to sizes, "I'll see about shopping for that outfit for you. And maybe I'll see about getting a limousine running so you can ride in a style befitting you."