Every time her fingers brushed his skin, it felt like electricity tingling beneath her fingers. She smiled at his response, but didn't say anything, just enjoying the physical closeness. Despite how talkative she usually was, for once, she enjoyed the quiet. Just for those few moments. It was only when he asked if she thought it was the one that she stepped back, surveying him yet again. "Yes, I think so," she said. She looked over to the tailor. "Mr. Boerio, you've done it again. I knew I could rely on you," She said, flashing a smile to him. "Come on, we'll let Louis get changed," she said, grinning at her date before heading back out to the main room.
It was a little surreal how the cost of the suit was almost irrelevant to her. She could remember having to seriously consider paying for a bus ticket when she'd first moved out and had been working shit jobs that couldn't pay her that well. And now she didn't even have to think twice about something far, far more expensive. Thankfully, she'd started getting better jobs and had moved to a bank that gave her better interest.
She was so excited for the event, now. She knew that the media would be taking plenty of interest- but there was a chance that it could give their band a bit of a boost. She didn't know if they would want that, but knowing the media, they'd be getting it anyway. But they would have the evening to themselves, once they were inside. He could see a bit of her world- and if she was honest, she was a little afraid that he wouldn't like what he saw. But still, she wanted him to see the glamour and the glitz that was her life.