Francis paced anxiously as he tried to either fit off the nerves or somehow find clothes that would look good enough to impress Arthur; he began to doubt his knowledge of fashion in the moment, and blamed that on his nudist lifestyle.
"You look fine." Gilbert muttered from where he sat on the couch without bothering to look up.
"I need to look better than fine for Arthur, and you don't know how I look as you haven't looked at me." Francis freaked out.
Gilbert looked up for a second before he glanced back down at his phone, "Do you and Antonio have such fashion obsessed boyfriends? Mine doesn't care how I look as long as I show up, and haven't been killed by a serial rapist."
Francis shot him a look, "I want to impress Arthur. He's a gentleman that doesn't like or trust my lifestyle, and I want him to look past that and see me."
Antonio entered the Frenchman's home then fully dressed for his date with Lovino.
"What took you so long? Franny needs help." Gil pointed out lazily as he texted his boyfriend.
"I was picking out what to wear, and a neighbor wanted to talk." Antonio explained as he rushed to Francis's aid.
"You own very little clothes." Gilbert complained; usually Antonio had nothing to wear when he wanted to leave the colony for a bit, but he had washed his clothes the night before.
"Here. Let me help." Antonio spoke, and then watched his friend model several outfits before helping him choose one of the first ones he tried on.
"You guys take so long to get ready." Gilbert grumbled as Mattie hadn't texted him back in a little bit as he was probably still deciding what to wear.
"We actually care about how we look." Francis sniffed.
"Why does it matter?" Gil grumbled as he glanced up at his friends.
"Are they ready?" Antonio asked Gilbert excitedly.
"Probably." Gilbert muttered as he texted Matthew to see if they were.
Francis had picked the restaurant that they'd eat at which was multicultural, so that Arthur would be happy with what he ate and so Lovi wouldn't complain about the food not being as good as Italian.
Arthur double-checked himself in the mirror for the hundredth time as he made sure that he looked presentable enough to go on a date.
Matthew sat on his bed watching him while he checked his phone for new texts from Gilbert after having got ready.
Lovino was pacing their living room, and threatening to leave them home if they did not hurry up.
"You look handsome enough that Francis won't be upset." Matthew sighed as he spoke up as he was just as eager as Lovi to get going.
"I'm not trying to impress that frog." The British man grumbled.
"I don't care whether you keep lying to yourself; what I do care about is not missing this date!" Lovino called from the other room.
"Fine." Arthur grumbled, and grabbed his coat as he finally left with his friends.