Lovely
Sam was laying on the Shay's couch, eating a bucket of fried chicken, as Carly frantically ran around the apartment getting ready for her date.
"Have you seen my white heels?" she asked Sam, looking by the elevator.
"Didn't we use them in that iCarly bit with the wiener dog?"
"Yes! Thank God; I would've had to find a whole new outfit if I lost those shoes!"
"They're shoes, Carl, I'm sure Tag won't dump you because they didn't coordinate with your outfit perfectly."
Carly ignored her, and ran up to the studio.
"Hey," Freddie said, walking into the apartment, laptop in hand. "Carly leave for her date yet?"
"No, she had a shoe issue."
"Can I have some chicken?"
"Are you crazy?"
"Come on, I'm your boyfriend, don't I get some poultry?"
"You can have the bones."
"Okay, I think I'm ready," Carly said, descending down the stairs. "Tag just called me from the restaurant and said they're getting our table ready-Ah! A thread is coming loose from my dress!"
"Just break it," Sam said.
But Carly had already run back up to her room to find a new dress.
"You know what I love about you?" Freddie asked.
"My spunk?"
"Well, yes, that," he laughed. "But you're not like that."
"Like what?"
"All vain and obsessed with appearances and…lovely."
"Excuse me? Are you calling me ugly?"
"No!" Freddie replied quickly. "Never; you're the most beautiful girl in the world to me, Sam, but I just like the fact that you don't sit there and freak out about shoes and loose threads. I mean, nothing against Carly, she's like my sister, but I don't like that in a girl."
"And what do you like in a girl?" Sam asked, smiling slightly.
"Well, that can look stunning in sweats, for one," Freddie said, playing with the ends of Sam's baggy red sweat pants. "And also that she's fun, and interesting."
"I do keep you on your toes, don't I Fredpox?"
"Yes you do. And I want a girl that is confident, and strong, and can eat twice her body weight in meat."
"Well aren't you just in a flattery mood," Sam grinned. "Are you trying to get me to make out with you?"
"Maybe. Is it working?"
"Figure it out," Sam said, leaning in to kiss him.