Pearl looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. What was she doing? There was no way this was a good idea. Reaching around the back of her dress, Pearl's fingers found the zipper. Right as she was about to pull, the phone rang. Not wanting to keep the caller waiting, Pearl picked it up and said "Hello?"
"Don't you dare take that dress off Pearl."
"Garnet?"
"And get away from your window. I'm not outside your house."
"GARNET HOW ARE YOU DOING THAT."
"You're going on this date Pearl."
"I don't know Garnet." Pearl sighed, sitting down on her bed, her head in her open hand. "We've been arresting this woman for three months. That's a trimester!"
"Ok. One, never use trimester as a form of temporal measurement again. And two, you need this date Pearl. Ever since Rose, you've been living alone. You're an old cat lady Pearl, but you don't even have cats! You're going on that date." The line went dead. Pearl sighed, knowing full well Garnet would tie her up and drag her to the restaurant if she had to. She grabbed her purse and headed for the door.

Pearl had to admit, the restaurant Amethyst chose was nicer than she expected. Walking in, she was immediately grabbed by the arm and lead down to a table. Pearl kept her eyes forward, saying "You know I could've broken your arm for that right?"
"This would have been a very short date then. Have a seat." Amethyst said, pulling out a chair at the table they stopped at. Sitting, Pearl picked up a glass to drink, but instead she just had to focus on keeping it in her hand when she looked up at Amethyst. She was gorgeous, having swapped out her usual burglary outfit for a more elegant dress. Her hair normally tied up in a messy ponytail or bun, flowed over her shoulder in a smooth purple wave. And her neck was adorned with a beautiful necklace holding the stones of her namesake.
'Lucky necklace.' Is what Pearl thought.
"You look gorgeous." Is what she said.
'Well apparently I don't have control over anything.' Pearl thought wryly, but that thought quickly passed when Amethyst answered with a short "Thanks." and buried her nose in her menu.
Frowning, Pearl asked "Amethyst, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Amethyst, something is wrong."
"Everything's fine!" Amethyst shouted, slamming her fist on the table like a judge's gavel.
Heads turned. Normally Pearl would have cared. But now she was too busy. She waved their waiter away, she hadn't even opened the menu yet and she was busy anyway. She picked up her chair and brought it around the table so she was next to Amethyst. Putting her hand on the other woman's shoulder, she said "Amethyst. Please. You have to tell me what it is, or else neither of us will enjoy this night." She hated saying it, because she felt like she was blackmailing Amethyst with her own misery, but she needed to know what was wrong in order to help.
"You'll hate me."
"Not in a million years."
"You arrest me bi-weekly."
"I arrest you because you break the law. I don't hate you."
"…I don't like wearing these clothes." Amethyst muttered into her still-raised menu.
"Huh?"
"I don't like wearing these fancy clothes."
Uncomprehending, Pearl asked "Well then why did you wear them?"
"Because I wanted to show you I could be something more!" Amethyst shouted, turning heads again. Pearl didn't even look.
"I wanted to show you I could be more than…more than a thief."
"Oh Amethyst." Pearl said. "Thank you. But I'd rather you were comfortable."
"Next date then."
"Next date huh?" Pearl replied, making sure to not give up too much ground like with the Jail Cell Incident. "We'll see how this one goes tiger."

"Wait so you've never stolen ANYTHING before?" Amethyst snorted, giving Pearl a disbelieving look.
"No! Never!" Pearl said adamantly.
"I'm not talking like Grand Theft Auto or anything, but really? Never even took a thumbtack off a teacher's desk when they weren't looking?"
"No!"
"…this place has good breadsticks right?"
"Yes…"
"Put them in your purse."
"What."
"This is your first exercise! C'mon. They're breadsticks. It's harmless. And it'll help you get inside a thief's head if you try it. Here." Amethyst said, passing some paper napkins over the table. Looking around, she said "Ok. No one's looking. Do it now."
Pearl took a half-second to gaze at Amethyst, before thinking 'Ah fuck it.'
She took the breadsticks and started wrapping them and putting them in her purse. She finished right as the check came by. Her hand darting out to grab it, she yanked Amethyst to her feet and dragged her to the door.
"Jeez P what's up?"
"We need to leave right now immediately."
"Wha?"
"There's one sticking out of my bag. It's poking me in the elbow!" Pearl whisper-yelled at Amethyst.
Amethyst pretended to crack her neck, rotating it to get a better look at Pearl's bag.
"There's nothing there P."
"It's there! I can feel it!"
Amethyst pried the check from Pearl's grip. "I'll pay."
Pearl was too anxious to reply, her previous 'Fuck it' attitude clean out the window. Amethyst paid and calmly lead them out into the night.
"You know. That wasn't bad for literally your first time stealing."
"Gee thanks."
"I think you should get a reward." Amethyst muttered, dragging Pearl's head down to her own level. Leaning in, eyes shut, she kissed Pearl again. But this time Pearl was ready, and she wasn't going down easy. Their tongues danced for an eternity, but then it ended. Amethyst pulled back, saying "Next date lesson: pickpocketing." as she held up s napkin-wrapped breadstick. But Pearl could see the blush on her cheeks. She knew. "I'll call you later." She said as she turned and headed for her car.
"You don't know my number!"
"It's on your file!" Pearl called over her shoulder.
"Damn." She heard Amethyst whispers to herself, and she couldn't help the massive grin that split her face.