"Wow," Rebecca began, her blush deepening, "I see what you mean about dressing like this. I don't think I could do this if it weren't for you, and if I wasn't Beth. It is kind of exciting. But it looks like we've got some time to kill, even if we are going to have an early dinner. I think we need to get you some clothes, just so you don't have to be beholden to Rick's choices of attire." She finished, trailing off, "Even if his choices look great, this time."
"I don't need more clothes! I'm not going to be like this, that often."
"We'll just get you a couple of outfits. Maybe one or two things you can wear to school, another one or two for a date... And maybe something only I get to see," she said with a smirk. "But let's start with something you can wear to school."
"Ugh. Well, I guess we do have some time to kill." Looking around, he continued, "And there will be fewer guys staring at us in a women's clothing store, I guess."
"That's the spirit," answered Rebecca. Pointing to one of the bigger chains, she said, "Let's start there."
