Big Damn Date, Friday evening

[dude_its_jude]

Jude bounded his way down to Rikku's door, single red rose in hand (he was classy and a little broke) and in the Suit, having decided that since this was probably going to be their last date ever (which hurt to think about), he would go all out.

He composed himself and knocked lightly on the door.

[[For ze fake girlfriend.]]

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[the_merriest]

Rikku checked her reflection again. Okay. The dress. The hair was okay, too. And a little bit of make-up and her eyes weren't that puffy, right? Right. Okay. Good.

She opened the door nervously and flashed him a wibbly sort of grin and he look so good in that suit and he wasn't supposed to leave, dang it, and she wasn't going to think about that. "Hey, you."

[dude_its_jude]

"Hey yuh guuuuuh . . ."

Jude got about half-way through the salutation before the effect of the dress hit him and then came the slack-jawed staring.

[the_merriest]

Rikku hadn't even realized she'd been waiting a week for that reaction until she got it. She blushed. "S-see why ... I wanted you to see it?" she said, with a laugh.

She pulled him close for a kiss. "Yay, the suit."

[dude_its_jude]

"Huh?" Oh, kisses. "Oh. Suit. Wanted . . . dress. Pretty."

Jude think good.