The next day, Phoebe arrived at the agreed location on time, following Gavin's instructions from the day before. She had assumed they would head straight to the evening banquet, but what greeted her instead was a high-end fashion studio.
"Why are we here?" Phoebe asked suspiciously, standing at the entrance without any intention of stepping inside.
Her eyes stayed fixed on Gavin, trying to discern his intentions from his expression.
"As my companion for the evening, you'll need to be appropriately dressed," Gavin replied with an air of calm confidence. After a brief pause, a faint smile tugged at his lips.
"Phoebe, do you think showing up in your current attire would be appropriate for such a formal occasion?" His gaze swept over her outfit, making his point clear.
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