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Don't be unsure. It's amazing.

But you're supposed to say that. [She turned around, trying to get a better look in the mirror.] It's not too cute?

I wouldn't get you to keep wearing it if you didn't look amazing, because I know that's not what you'd want. But you do look amazing.

[Blushing would be bad, especially since she'd probably clash with the dress.] Thanks, Sam. I just was thinking something a little more elegant instead of cute. But I like really like it.

Suits you. Really, really does.

[Grinning, she can't resist doing a little twirl before standing in front of him and slipping her arms around his neck.] Well since you like it too, then I have to wear it.

Mmmm, good. Because if you didn't wear it, I'd have to wear it, and red really isn't my colour.

And you wouldn't fit in my heels and without the shoes the outfit wouldn't work. [She fought back a smile.] Though, if you want to play dress up, I might have something in a better color.

Mmm, but if you wear a dress, then I wear a dress, we'll just clash.

True and you might look prettier than me and then I'd be sad.

Nah. Even with how awesome my figure is, you'd still look way prettier.

I guess that means you'll have to settle on being handsome instead of pretty.

Guess so... suppose it's a decent second place.

Second place! Why would you be second place?

Because you're way, way hotter.

Nope. You're - wait, If I say that, we'll get into one of those "are not, are too" arguments that never ends. Equal hotness?

Almost equal, with you pushing it further.

Hmmm... [She leans in and gives him a kiss.] Maybe.

Definitely.