"I always think you look perfect," Billy said, smiling back at her. It maybe sounded like flattery when he said stuff like that but he always meant it, was always completely genuine about it. She totally looked better sometimes than others- like right now she looked way, way better than she did in her work clothes. But to Billy she always looked perfect. It was hard to explain so he just figure it was one of those "I love you" things. He liked it.

"But yeah, I like these outfits. Can they just scan the tags for this without me having to change and then we can go to dinner?"