Louise borrowed a dress from Ruth, she was supposed to wear something that didn't rub her stitches the wrong way, so the creme colored dress seemed perfect and was pretty much a perfect fit on her. Louise of course needed different shoes Ruth decided and soon it turned into Louise needed a few more dresses, so Ruth took it upon herself to bring Louise shopping, something she hadn't done in a very long time. As the two girls shopped Ruth brought up something she had been wondering about for awhile. "You know Aldo from somewhere before the war, right?"

"Yes." Louise said as she looked at shirts. Over the time she had been with the basterds any of the nazis she scalped, she- like the others- also took their money, jewelry, gold, medals, anything that could be sold quickly and quietly. When she was shot she had been wearing a shirt of Kagan's she had borrowed- surprisingly the two were close in sizes- so having the opportunity to actually shop wasn't something she was going to give up on, even if it was mostly for stuff she'd never wear again, she tried to find articles of clothing she could use as a Basterd.

"Where?" Ruth asked.

"I work for the OSS." she explained. "My uncle is a general in the OSS and I used to do paperwork, secretarial work, that sort of thing. I met Aldo thirteen years ago." she nodded.

"And you took a bullet for him the other day?"

"Yes." Louise said like it was the most natural thing in the world. "He would have been shot, and he's no good to the mission dead."

"Neither are you."

"But I'm not nearly as important to the mission." Louise shook her head. "Besides... He'd do the same for me." When the two girls got back to the house most of the guys had gone out to do their own things but Aldo was still behind.

"What're you girls up to?" he asked as he looked up from the newspaper he was Trying to read. Hard to do when you can't speak a lick of French, let alone read it.

"Being girls." Louise said simply as they went to the stairs.

"Louie, you wanna walk to the post office with me inna bit?" Aldo asked. "Gotta check in with yer uncle."

"Alright." she said before walking upstairs with Ruth. She went to the bedroom she had been staying in and laid her purchases out on the bed before choosing to stay in the creme colored dress and pull on a forest green sweater and a pair of low white heels. She sat down in front of the mirror- minding her stitches- and picked up the brush and brushed out her hair before she swept it back into a bun, a few loose strands hung in front of her face. As she finished up pinning her hair back there was a light knock on the door then it opened, Aldo leaned into the room and looked at her.

"Ready?" he asked and she nodded before she stood up and walked over with him. As the two of them walked down the french street together Aldo looked over at her noticing how the few loose strands of hair moved in the gentle breeze. "So," he said after a silent moment between the two of them. "Y'got any plans fer after the war?"

"Probably go back to working with my uncle at the OSS." she shrugged. "You?"

"Head back to the Smokies." he shrugged. "Haven't really thought much 'bout it."

"Well, knowing my uncle he'll probably want me to stick around here for awhile, make sure all of these Nazi fucks get found, that sort of thing." Louie said as she crossed her arms in thought.

"He'd ask you to stay here?" Aldo asked and she shrugged.

"If he thinks it's the right thing, I don't see why he wouldn't." she sighed. "It'd be nice to go home though." she smiled and Aldo nodded.

"Yeah, but to what?" he asked and she sighed with a small nod.

"You've got a point." she said as they got into the town.