"Scully, what exactly does one ware to a hotty totty movie premier?" Mulder asked his partner as they drove back to the there office. In his usual fashion, he had waited until the last minute to get anything to ware. She looked back at him in a bit of surprise. She was usually the one asking him all the questions.
"Mulder. It's Thursday. I can't believe you haven't rented a tux yet." She wasn't sure why she was surprised. It was partly her fault for not checking on his progress through out the week.
"Actually Scully," He said in a matter of fact kind of way.
"I was simply waiting to find out what you were wearing. I figured we should be some what coordinated." She let out a quick bit of laugh under her breath.
"Mulder, when have you ever known me to where anything other then black or gray?" She asked him in a condescending tone with her eyebrow shifted a bit towards the sky.
"Okay, so maybe I need a little help in the fashion department. You think you handle the case? He asked with a smirk as they pulled in to the parking garage.
"It may be one of the more difficult things I've ever done, but, I'm always up for a challenge." She stepped slowly out of the car, leaning her elbows on the roof of the car.
"I'll go grab out jackets then. Don't go anywhere!" With that he was running towards the basement entrance. It was 5 o'clock on a Thursday night in the middle of prom season. There had to be a tailor open somewhere.
"Make a left after that light. I know a guy who owns a shop down here. He can probably help me out." Scully drove slowly down the street, scanning each sign for the tailor. Finally she saw a sign as they approached the last building on the block.
"Let's get this over with." Mulder said as he dragged himself out of the car.
"I don't understand why I can't just where some sweatpants and a damn t-shirt to this thing." He kept his gaze towards the ground. He was behaving like a child who didn't want to go to school.
As they walked in to the shop it was obvious they weren't the only people in need of a tux. Several high school age boys wandered around with there mothers or girlfriends.
"I bet they all think we go steady." Mulder said with a laugh as they looked out in to the store.
"Can I help you?" A voice called out from behind a four way of tuxedos. A little stumpy man approached them with a role of measuring tape and a pencil.
"Yeah I uh…" Mulder tried to speak for himself.
"He needs to be fit for a tuxedo." Scully spoke up for him. She could tell he felt a bit awkward.
"Alright sure thing, just go over by that mirror and I'll be right with you." The man disappeared in to the back room.
As they approached the large three way mirror, began to fidget with the tools that the tailor had left on his stool. He took the tape measurer in his hand.
"You wanna measure me?" He asked with a sly grin on his face. She just nonchalantly rolled her eyes at the comment. In her head, the idea did seem quite enticing.
"I think I'll let the expert handle that." She replied.
Within a few minutes the owner of the store had returned and got right down to business. Scully sat and watched in amusement as Mulder's face shifted in to several awkward expressions as the man measured him. After writing down all of his measurements, the man excused himself to the back room to grab Mulder everything he needed.
"I'm afraid that he enjoyed that a little too much." Mulder said when the man was finally out of hearing range.
"I think I'm the one who was most entertained actually." Scully replied as she laughed a bit.
"Oh you're so funny Scully. All I can say is I better be getting something out of this date." He laughed at the comment and Scully did her usual rolling of the eyes bit. But after a few moments and realizing what he had just said, they both became a little bit uncomfortable.
"Okay here we go. You're all set buddy. Just pay at the front desk." The owner handed Mulder the suit and sent him on his way.
"Well isn't this spiffy." Mulder said finally breaking the silence.
"You better not look better then me Mulder. I don't know if I could ever live that down." She said as they approached the front desk.
"I highly doubt that is possible my date." He smiled kindly at her, and watched her shift her gaze in a bit of embarrassment. He liked making her blush.
As they got back in to the car Scully hear her cell phone ringing.
"It's not me." Mulder said as she looked for her phone. She found it at the very bottom of her bag and answered it. Mulder tried to listen to her as she spoke. It was a short conversation, probably just her mother. She hung up the phone and let out a sigh.
"Bill's car broke down so he needed to borrow mine. I never should have given him a key." She cursed a bit under her breath.
"It's not big deal, I'll drop you off." Mulder made a quick turn and was on course to her apartment. As they approached the apartment Scully unbuckled her seatbelt and gathered her things up.
"Thank you Mulder. I'll see you in the morning." She only made eye contact with him briefly, not sure she could trust herself.
"You're not getting off that easy missy." He surprised her as he grabbed her arm.
"You got to see my tux, now I want to see what you're wearing." She looked at him confused.
"Mulder, you've got to be kidding me." He smiled a bit at her, but she could tell her was serious.
"Fine, c'mon." She led the way up to her apartment. When they got to the door she fumbled nervously through her bag for her keys. She tried so hard not to let him see. She failed miserably. He watched her every move. He found it endearing that he had that effect on her. He would have loved to take her in his arms and kiss her as soon as she opened the door, but he knew she was not ready for that yet.
As soon as they opened the door, Mulder saw a dress hanging over one of the chairs on her dining room table.
"Jackpot." He declared victoriously. He lifted the slightly wrinkled dress in front of him. It was a simple sleeveless knee length black dress. So simple yet so adorable. He couldn't wait to see her in it.
"Classic Scully." He said smiling at her.
"Rest assured, you don't have to worry about anyone looking better then you." He put the dress back over the chair and let himself out of her apartment. As soon as she heard the door click shut she let out a deep breath. Her heart was beating furiously and her nerves were right below her skin. It was the first time she had felt like this for a man, none the less Mulder for that matter.
As Mulder walked down the empty hallways of her apartment complex down to his car he had a huge grin on his face. He was evil for torturing her like this, but it was the only way to get her to see how things should be. He got in his car with a smile still on his face, anticipating their trip to L.A.
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