“I’m not surprised.” He said with a chuckle to her statement of being lucky enough to get out of the house with matching shoes. Something told him that wasn’t much of a joke and that there was a good amount of truth to that statement. She seemed like a strange mix of organized and disorganized at the same time, which was really surprising. Somehow, in some magical way she had her life in an order she understood. Then there was Serge, Serge had his own order in his mind and it kept him on the path he liked to be. He was organized, a neat and well maintained with a strong sense of structure compared to others.

There was a bit of surprise on his face that she did have a ‘itty bitty teeny tiny thing’ and she closed the gap between the two of them. He didn’t move though his Adam’s apple gulped up and down in surprise. Holding perfectly still was his only solution to the situation as she practically whispered to him her request. His face turned a soft sad of pink upon her mentioning the fact that he had lifted the dress in order to place the shoes on her feet. 

“Don’t ever say that out loud.” He scolded her in an attempt to cover his embarrassment. “Lu.” He said simply, a nod,  his large hand crept up her arm  and around to the back of the dress. The temptation to pull her to him was nearly unbearable… [i]Rip[/i] He pulled the tag off the back of the dress. “There,” A grin moved across his face as he pulled his hand back from her and cupped the tag in his hand so she couldn’t see the price, “Now you can change back into your normal clothes.” A nod rose and fell his head as he leaned down and whispered in her ear. “You can leave the dress, shoes and jewelry in the changing room, they’ll bag it up for us.”

With that he turned from her and went to the counter to the girls to pay for the things.