"W-what...? No." Diomanté shakes his head and mumbles shyly, turning his attention back to the dressed as he begins to organise them neatly.
"Why not, tonight is the perfect opportunity for you to do some... bonding..." The Donna speaks slyly, a smile creeping to the corner of her mouth as she looks back at her stylist.
"Don't say it like that." Diomanté chuckles to himself, knowing exactly what the Donna is insinuating with her statement.
"Just ask him out already..." The Donna tried to encourage him.
"Girl, with my whole twink self? I don't think I have the balls for that, Mm-mm." He shakes his head, his New York accent popping out for a second as he talks making the Donna laugh softly. "Besides, if he says no, I'll never be able to live with myself..." Diomanté tells her seriously,
