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"A sundress."

"Uh... baseball caps!"

"Ew," Pacifica teased, cringing up for a small second. Dipper slapped on an un-amused look. "A ruffled camisole," Pacifica continued in a small fit of laughter.

"Uh... ah... I can't think of anymore types of clothing! That's all I could think about right now!" Dipper shrieked, flinging his arms up and down.

"Just a shirt, a vest, shorts, sneakers, and baseball caps? Those are basically what you only have in your closet." Pacifica pointed out. "You must have at least something else to wear."

Dipper scratched the back of his head, and tried to think about other costumes he has wore during the summer. Of course, there were different variations in his normal attire, such as that one time he was going to the Woodstick Festival, where he wore a v-neck t-shirt with sunglasses, or when he had to substitute for his uncle that one time he went on vacation. But that was a borrowed costume. He couldn't believe a game of Categories triggered him to think about what kind of clothing he has left.

"No, I don't really think I have worn anything else than my shirt, vest, shorts and sneakers," Dipper replied, turning around a corner with Pacifica. "Come to think of it, I don't even think I bought a fancy suit over. I guess I never thought I would attend fancy parties like this one during the summer."

Pacifica smiled. "Tell ya what, you can keep that suit if you want," Pacifica said, and threw her hands over to Dipper's current clothes, a suit he has borrowed from the Northwests during the ghost hunt. Dipper scrolled his eyes on the fancy thing- he did like it after all, the fabric felt smooth against his skin and didn't feel itchy like the other suits he has tried on in his lifetime. The only flaw he didn't like about the suit was the bow-tie, and how it tightened around his neck once it was tied on. He could just get used to wearing it with the bow un-done, but he heard different people from the party complimenting (or, to Dipper's thoughts, more like complaining) on his 'rebel-like' style. How did a loose tie make him look like a rebel?

Dipper then checked the black sleeves of the suit with a pleasing smile on his face. "Are you sure? It seems this suit is expensive and really fancy at that matter, and I was planning to give it back to you after the party was done." Dipper commented back. "After all, you still have my old clothes."

Pacifica looked to the side and crossed her arms. "Then you can take your old clothes back and the suit. Simple." she concluded. "There's no way you can get out of this."

Dipper rolled his eyes with a friendly and amused grin on his face. "Fine, fine. Thanks for lending me it, by the way."

"No problem," Pacifica replied, a tint of red glowing in her cheeks while she tucked a strand of falling hair on her face. "We're not that far from our next destination."

"Really? That's cool. I am tired of walking, after all." Dipper confessed, while re-adjusting the sleeves of the suit. "Where are we going exactly?"

"Oh, you'll find out. Hopefully you like the place." Pacifica smiled.

The two continued making their way down the different hallways in pure silence. The hallways were bright and coated with a regal red and yellow fleur-de-lis wallpaper pattern, and the floorboards were polished underneath fuzzy rugs that also had the same pattern as the walls. The hallways weren't also bland either- different wooden tables holding potted flowers were sometimes standing in the middle of no where, and different paintings of different landscapes and more portraits of the Northwests were hanging on the walls. Dipper has counted about several painted portraits of Pacifica, all of them including Pacifica in some type of fancy gown and in a different background each time, either a garden or even inside the mansion itself. It was impressive that Pacifica had the patience to deal with so much painted portraits of herself and how much time it has to be done to add all the minor details each painting. Dipper didn't have any paintings of him in his lifetime (excluding all the ones Mabel has made for him in the past), only framed photos his family has taken over their gatherings. Dipper even wondered if Pacifica did things like that, go on fun vacations with her family, take memorable photos, and frame them for eternity. But by judging by her current situation with her parents, she probably wouldn't be able to peep a word about it.

"So, how's it going, Dipper?"

Pacifica's friendly voice abruptly interrupted Dipper's thoughts. Dipper turned his head around to look at Pacifica, who was already staring at the boy with a curious expression. Her head was titled at a cute angle, making Dipper's heart quicken a bit more. If Pacifica did anything that was adorable or cute, Dipper would feel anxious inside for some reason, he didn't know why. Dipper cleared his throat, remembering Pacifica had asked a question for him, and decided to bring up a real conversation with her. "I'm doing fine, thank you." Dipper replied back. He tried to remember all the things he did with Wendy and attempted to try it on Pacifica- removing the ridiculous plan part. "How about you?"

"This evening is going well, I guess. I mean, I did have a lot of fun chasing that one spooky ghost with you," Pacifica confessed, tucking her arms behind her back in a neat manner. "It was probably the most interesting thing that ever happened in my life."

"Really?" Dipper questioned, slightly raising his eyebrow. He thought that Pacifica did better things than exorcising ghosts.

"Yeah, sure." Pacifica replied, no sense of regret in her tone. "I didn't really like my life before this evening. It seems you made it more livelier, Dipper. I suppose I should thank you for tonight." Pacifica flashed a quick thumbs up and a wink. Dipper's cheeks flushed a bit red for a split second. "Yeah, it was no problem. If I didn't listen to your call for help, I might have been staying at home right now, watching the Ghost Harassers marathon, or something like that."

Pacifica's warm and happy expression quickly changed to confused. "Ghost Harassers?" Pacifica echoed, and stared at the ceiling to think. "Isn't it that one show that airs on the Used To Be About History Channel?"

"Or UTBAHC for short," Dipper corrected, laughing a bit. "Yeah. Even though it has a cliche plot, the action and the events that take place in the show are amazing and actually believable. That's why it's one of my favorite shows, and also one of my favorite franchises." The brunette then reached an arm out to rub his elbow awkwardly, releasing a few chuckles from his breath.

Pacifica rested her fingers under her chin and nodded. "I see..." she said, intrigued. "I should try it out when I have the chance. It sounds like a good show."

"Oh, trust me, it is." Dipper smiled, and pulled up a hand to start fidgeting around with his loose tie around his neck. Pacifica noticed Dipper's struggle immediately, and went over to Dipper face-to-face. "Need some help?" she asked out of curiosity. Dipper looked at Pacifica for a second, and shook his head slowly. They were partially close.

"No, it's fine. The collar has been strangling me for a while now," Dipper confessed and released his fidgeting fingers from the loose tie.

Pacifica rolled her eyes and took the tie without any protest. She started tying a few loops and a few knots, Dipper fascinated at how gentle she was working. He didn't even bother to push her back, nor did he try to stop her. Pacifica did tie the bow earlier, when Dipper first obtained the suit, but that was when Pacifica was still annoyed about Dipper's existence. Pacifica, currently, closed her eyes with a caring smile on her face, tying the bow with ultra precision. She didn't even look bothered at all when she was beside Dipper, in fact, Dipper thought he saw a glimpse of pink glow in her cheeks. Could it be possible that Pacifica was taking a liking to Dipper?

No, that can't be. Dipper thought in his head. She's rich, you're a commoner. She probably has met way more cuter boys than me, so that can't be possible.

"Done," Pacifica concluded, and unveiled a perfectly tied bow around Dipper's neck. But for some reason, it didn't hurt that much.

Dipper then titled his head to see his bow a bit loose around the collar, that was most likely the reason why he wasn't suffocating in the suit. It felt WAY more better than before, and Dipper confessed he could get used to this laid-back style. It did look like the bow was tied on how it was supposed to, but it turns out it was a little bit undone. Pacifica is a genius.

"This feels better," Dipper said after Pacifica backed up a little. "I can breathe for once."

Pacifica laughed, and both of them walked down the hallways once more. "That's good to hear," Pacifica said, and curled her hands together. "But, to be honest, you looked a bit better when you didn't wear the bow..." She trailed off into her own thoughts in a quiet manner, the heels on her shoes starting to echo around the halls. An awkward silence grew between them suddenly.

Dipper's eyes widened after Pacifica's words flowed into his head. You looked a bit better when you didn't wear the bow.

"R-really?" Dipper said, and looked at the neatly tied bow around his neck. "Oh. Well, then."

Dipper slowly pulled and uncurled the bow with one finger, as the bow returned to it's loose strand. Dipper unbuttoned one button on the collar shirt, as he unveiled a bit of his neck and chest. He then circled the loose tie around his neck. He could breathe a bit better now, and Dipper adjusted the black sleeves as well, even though they were already prim and perfect. Pacifica watched all of this in awe, and her cheeks started to turn and burn more red each second that passed. Once Dipper was done fixing himself, he turned around and faced Pacifica, unveiling what he did with the suit. He returned to the style before, so it wasn't a big deal. However, Pacifica was still attracted on how Dipper could remove a tie and unbutton a shirt, which was weird in some of her cases.

"Fixed it," Dipper announced, and threw his arms out to reveal a bit more of his suit. "Doesn't look that different though. Are you happy now?"

Even though it has been just a few mere seconds, Pacifica felt that she has been waiting for an hour and was staring at an alien or unknown creature. She still felt a bit dazed on what happened a few seconds before, and had to process each word Dipper said. Pacifica shook her head, like she has just awoken from sleep, and placed an awkward smile. "Uh, yes," Pacifica answered. "We should... uh... continue now." She turned back and continued down the hallway. Her face was flushing with pure red, but she couldn't understand why. Dipper, out of all boys, she thought.

Dipper flashed a teasing smile and followed behind her. "We shall." he echoed behind Pacifica. "We shall."

"DIPPER! PACIFICA!"

Mabel's loud voice bounced around the huge party room, as she continued her search for her lost twin brother and her new friend. "Where the heck could they be?" she asked to herself. "Dipper wouldn't run off, would he? Or... oh my. Oh my gosh. Oh. My. Gosh. Did he... did he just run off with Pacifica?!" Mabel's loud gasp started to burn her throat, but she couldn't help it. Her twin brother and her former enemy ran off somewhere. Together. It was almost too hard to believe.

"I KNEW THIS DAY WOULD COME!" Mabel announced in the ballroom. She attracted a few people's attention, but they shortly returned to their current activities. Mabel didn't care though. Her dreams were finally coming true.

"Mabel? What's going on?" Candy asked, who was holding a fondue stick with a marshmallow covered in cheese and chocolate. "Did you spot another cute boy?"

"It's Dipper and Pacifica!" Mabel cheered, and took Candy's shoulders and started shaking them. "They're ALONE somewhere! I could tell!"

Candy's grip on the fondue stick fell, and the stick almost fell to the ground. Her eyes widened as a huge, happy grin grew on her face. "Dipper... is all alone with Pacifica?!" Candy beamed, her voice squeaky and happy. "Mabel, I think your brother has-"

"A NEW GIRLFRIEND!" Mabel smiled, and threw her hands into the air, rejoicing. "It's a miracle! I'm going to get a sister-in-law in no time! Ooh, mom and dad are going to be so happy when they find out their son is dating a rich girl!"

Candy and Mabel started squealing happily and spun in circles, their voices now attracting a lot of people now. Mabel abandoned her mission on finding her brother and Pacifica, and decided to leave them alone- decided to leave them for their private time.

Mabel was excited for the future of this evening.