"Hey, are you about ready? I want to head out in about 10 minutes." Tyler was in the living room, using the mirror on the wall to straighten his tie. He was pleased with the clothes that Libby had picked out for him for their dinner. It was something that he would have never picked out for himself but he had to admit he looked damn good in it.
"Almost ready. Give me two minutes. Just finishing up," Libby yelled from the bathroom. She was nervously checking herself out in the mirror. She did not wear a dress very often and felt a tiny bit self conscience about it. She did feel comfortable in it, though, so she hoped that would ease the anxiety. She sprayed a quick mist of her body pray on and exited to find Tyler. "Ok, I think I am ready."
"Wow! You look absolutely stunning. I just- I-
