[Here he goes again with the "whatever she wants" thing. She smiles up at him with a touch of loving exasperation... but she isn't going to argue about that. Not right now, at least. The moment is too perfect for her to ruin it with some silly "what about you" argument.]
You too... [Is all she says on the matter before she's tilting her head at him.] I... kind of like the idea of you in your uniform, to be honest.
[She had said a nice white tuxedo earlier, but now that he's planted that seed in her head, it's already starting to grow. She hasn't forgotten how good he looks in it. And an alternate version of it designed, he says...]
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You too... [Is all she says on the matter before she's tilting her head at him.] I... kind of like the idea of you in your uniform, to be honest.
[She had said a nice white tuxedo earlier, but now that he's planted that seed in her head, it's already starting to grow. She hasn't forgotten how good he looks in it. And an alternate version of it designed, he says...]
What about... one in white?