"What do you think about this one?" Anja asked, stepping out of the dressing room and twirling around in a long sky blue dress. The two had traveled to a near-by world in order to shop, taking a reluctant Jag with them. Jaina had insisted that there would be something he would find interesting in the shopping district of Binsaar. So far all the young man had done was skulk around behind them, serve as their package carrier, and listen to their never-ending gossip.

"Too long," Jaina observed. "You're going to want something you can dance all night in."

"Well, that definitely leaves this one out!" Anja confirmed and then headed back inside to change.

"So, you only met Brodey a couple of hours ago and already you're asking him out. What made you do such a thing?" Jaina gushed, squeezing her friend for information.

"Come on honey, you've got eyes," Anja scolded. "You've seen just how cute he is."

"I hope that's not the only reason you're going out with him," Jaina retorted, placing her hands on her hips even though Anja couldn't see them through the dressing room door.

"Of course not!" Anja cried excitedly. "Jaina, everything about him just clicked with me! He's just so totally perfect! He's sweet, considerate, funny, handsome, got a really sexy body, and I bet he'd be really great in -- "

"That's enough!" Jag protested. "I don't need to hear anything of that sort, if you don't mind."

Anja burst out of the dressing room smiling mischievously at Jaina, who found her comments more than just mildly amusing. Jaina was biting her lip, trying to hold back her laughter at Jag's response. She immediately lost the urge to laugh when she noticed what Anja was wearing.

"This is the one, isn't it?" Anja asked knowingly. All Jaina could manage was a slow nod as she admired the airy, almost see-through iridescent copper dress. The fabric itself looked bejeweled as the light danced off of it, and it flowed gracefully behind Anja as she turned around. Even Jag had looked up from staring at the same spot on the floor and was admiring it.

"You need to get that one!" Jaina squealed happily, a child-like excitement in her eyes.

"What about you, hon?" Jag asked. "Aren't you going to buy something for tonight?"

"Sweetheart, I've got an entire wardrobe full of dresses that you haven't even seen before," Jaina drawled, walking over to him and sliding her arms around him. "You'll just have to trust me."

"Oh, I trust you, all right," Jag muttered, leaning down to kiss her sweetly. "I'm just not sure I like the idea of you wearing something I've never seen before in front of two grown men."

"Quit acting like my father!" Jaina yelled, smacking him good-naturedly on the arm. "You have nothing to worry about from those two!"

"She's right, Jag," Anja stated with a silky voice. "Once Brodey sees me in this dress his eyes will be glued to me for the rest of the evening."

"I guess so," Jag said softly, relaxing a little. "That still leaves Kyp."

"No it doesn't," Jaina laughed as she walked up to the cashier behind Anja. "Something tells me he can take care of himself."

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