Moira chooses a dress for like an hour. Something that would show her sexiness. Something that would never make him look at other again. She chose a bandage dress. Covering her chest but still show some cleavage and an X from her back, showing it well perfectly and her sides. But from hips down above her knees is a skater style skirt.
"Bloody hell!" Alanis looked at her from head to toe. She's busy putting a red lipstick and then mascara. "What are you wearing?" He strode fast to her and checked her back. He went to her wardrobe and started checking other dresses. "Don't wear that."
"But I already chose this and don't make me ruin the perfectly arranged wardrobe." She murmured and put down her mascara.
She took her purse and checked if everything is intact perfectly.
"Let's go. I don't want to be late for our reservations."
