[OH. Oh... Dream merely touches her forehead, then gestures at the sofa. In front of her are a slew of every single gown she might possibly imagine right then as wanting. What he never has to struggle with in imagination he makes up for in bowing to what your mind can conjure.]
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[He snuggles in against her. He's thin and angular but also surprisingly soft as dreams might imagine.]
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[They both are quite fond of physical affection.]
How can I cheer you up?
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You may need a less dramatic shirt.
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If you insist.
[He chooses a fully black suit with a super long, dramatic scarf. He's an Eternal drama queen Stella, this is as good as it will get.]
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I'll have to put on something nicer to match.
[She's in sweats. She can't go on a date with him in his full drama and not put on a slinky little dress at least.]
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[She is able to pick one that is a deep blue to complement his all black.]
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You're welcome to do so, but we would have to stay in.
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With nudity as an option afterwards.
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[And by wait he means drink wine and look up shows.]
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Better?
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[He rises to take her hand.]
Shall we visit the West End? Or are you feeling Italy or France more this evening?
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[He gives very good compliments.]
The west end would be nice.