With Mike...

Mike leaned back against his new yellow Lamborghini. "Where IS Stella?" he murmured as he played with the keys of his new car. "How long does it take a girl to get ready to go into town?" "A long time," a voice said from beside him.
He looked to his left and saw beautiful Stella standing there beside him. "Look, girls have to look nice, even when they don't feel good," she pointed out. "If a girl doesn't look good, that's bad." "Right...," Mike murmured as he unlocked the yellow Lamborghini.
Stella sighed and got into the passenger's seat. Mike got into the driver's seat and closed the door. He drove into the hamster part of the city and parked outside a tailor's shop.
Mike and Stella walked into the tailor's shop and peered around. It must've been a good tailor by the way the shop looked. The tailor walked up to them and greeted, "Good day, sir and miss. How may I help you?" "Yes, Stella dragged me all the way down here because she wants a good Halloween costume for this Friday," Mike remarked.
Stella rejoined, "I want us to have costumes that make us a couple. And I want something nice..."
Mike blushed when Stella talked. "Of course...," he acknowledged. "...We want costumes that make us a couple..."
The tailor smiled and walked to his desk. He looked through his book and remarked, "I don't have couples' costumes, but I can see if there's a match in anything I have..."
He took a few minutes and looked through. "I found two matches," the tailor told them. "Either you can be Barney and Baby Bop, or you can be a sorcerer or sorceress." "It's obvious, isn't it?" Mike mumbled and looked around.
Stella smiled and teased, "You sure you don't wanna be Barney, Mikey Wikey?" "I'm sure," Mike retorted and blushed.
The tailor smiled and pulled out a calculator. "That'll be about...one hundred twenty dollars," he remarked and wrote it down on the receipt. "The Barney and Baby Bop costumes would've cost you half that, but oh well. Who wants to be dinosaurs, anyhow?"
Mike mumbled and gave the tailor his credit card. The tailor swiped the card and gave it back to him. "I'll just have to know what sizes you two need, and then you both can leave," the tailor acknowledged and pulled out a tape measure. He sized the couple and wrote the sizes down. "OK, the sorcerer and sorceress costumes will be done by Wednesday," he said before Mike and Stella left.