"TouchĂŠ, but hear me out. It first starts with the jacket and, the next thing you know, I'm getting squeezed into a pair of skinny jeans. I know how shoppers like you operate, Reed," He teased, playfully narrowing his eyes over at her despite not actually holding up much of a fight. "Oh good a Spring Jacket. Exactly what I needed. And what is the difference between a Spring Jacket and all of the other jackets in my closet out of curiosity?" He asked with a quirk of a brow. His smirk only growing as he gave in. Turning around to allow her to help him into it as he slide one arm into the Jacket and then the next. "Okay, okay. But, only because I'm a sucker for a puppy dog pout. That and the pockets are a plus. So, how do I look? Spring ready or what?"
Dahlia's eyes narrowed before she finally couldn't resist rolling her eyes. Granted, he did have a point; once she started, she had a hard time not putting together a whole ensemble, but who in their right mind could resist such temptations once the ball got rolling? "Like you could be so lucky to have me curate an entire outfit for you," she deadpanned with a small smirk. "A spring jacket is lighter and usually waterproof and perfect for the unpredictable weather that spring brings, not that you were seriously asking," she informed him while helping him into the jacket. She adjusted the collar slightly, before stepping back to get a good look. "It looks perfect," she decided. "Just like I said it would." A smirk played on her face, clearly pleased with herself.














