She picked this one. We both agreed that black was a bit to "stuffy" for a nice dinner with an old friend (even if that old friend wants to screw her brains out...despite what she says.)
Em: "Do I look pretty, do you think he'll like it?"
Me: "Yes," weakly.
Em: "Don't pout, Sara, you know you're as excited as I am."
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