Changin' every day, every possible way

[the2ndwonder]

Blind date.

Those two words aren't ones that she'd heard in years. Years and years, not until after Terry, before Kyle, and far before Roy. Now, though, it seemed that Donna was, in fact, going on a blind date.

Provided, of course, that she could find something to wear.

Currently, she was tearing through the clothes box, trying to find something

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[youwereameteor]

"Maybe I can help?"

Jim's grinning and, yeah, he's flirting but it doesn't mean anything because he'd be stupid to let it mean anything when he's just left someone as throughly spectacular as Spencer Reid, but, still, it comes to him as naturally as breathing and it's not like Donna isn't gorgeous.

"This old thing giving you shit, Ms Troy?"

[the2ndwonder]

"A ton of it, and you should call me Donna. I mean, you've nearly seen me in the altogether, if that's not a reason to use first names..." She shook her head, smiling. "I'm trying not to look like a hooker or end up in a catsuit for the blind date I've got. Think you can charm it?"

[youwereameteor]

"Hey, sometimes I forget and call my boyfriend, Reid," says Jim, coming closer to the box. It still feels kind of weird calling Reid that, which doesn't mean that it's bad. It's far from bad.

"Donna, I can charm anything. I'll introduce you to Spencer some time and you'll see."

[the2ndwonder]

Donna's brows rise, and it'd be lying to say she isn't the slightest bit disappointed, but she's far from surprised. For all that she'd talked to him for two minutes, it seemed like, she still has a feeling that Jim was cut from the same cloth as Dick was - that is, sweet as can be, and never one to exactly settle down. "What you call your boyfriend in the bedroom is hardly any of my business, honey," she teases, her smile widening as she shifts back, to give him room.

"I'd love to meet him. Now, this is what it was giving me - a little too close to my uniform then I'm willing to admit." She holds up a glitter-spangled black catsuit, the fabric slipping over her fingers. "Something more substantial would be great."

[youwereameteor]

"In the bedroom, I call him Doctor," teases Jim, crouching down in front of the box and starting to rummage through it. He gives the garment that Donna's holding an appreciative look.

"I'm pretty sure your date wouldn't be complaining, Donna."

[the2ndwonder]

"He wouldn't, but I would. I can pull it off, but it's not exactly the image I want to show the first time I meet the guy." She rolls her eyes - but doesn't put it back, because her one from home - the one that's got the Star Map - that one's still torn to shreds from where she almost died.

Or did die, if you want to get technical.

[youwereameteor]

"What's the guy's name? You know?" says Jim, pulling something knitted out of the box and trying to figure out what way up it goes. He frowns and tilts his head.

"I don't even know what the hell this is."

[the2ndwonder]

"I think it's a dress," she says, and turns it in his hands, her head cocked to one side. ".... Or a skirt. Maybe." She shakes her head. "Blind date. No clue."

She shrugs. "Girl'll take what she can get, you know?

[youwereameteor]

"If you can't decide whether it's a skirt or a dress then it definitely needs to go on the maybe pile," says Jim, leaning over the box again. "And I refuse to believe that your only option is resorting to blind dates."

[the2ndwonder]

"Not for a first date, Jim." She rolls her eyes, but keeps it in the 'maybe' pile all the same. "It's not really like people are banging down the door. I mean, you saw me half-naked - were you dating Dr. Reid already?"

[youwereameteor]

"Actually, no. I met him the day after." Jim shrugs, and the next thing out of the box is a green dress that is maybe a little old-fashioned, but he's prettys ure that it would look amazing on Donna all the same.

"What can I say, Donna? My Mom raised me right."

[the2ndwonder]

Donna shrugs. "It's not a problem, it's just... it's not like I'm having to beat off guys with sticks, you know?" She eyes the dress he's got, and tilts her head. "I like that." She however, pulls out what looks like a pink ballgown - that's got a skirt only about a foot long.

[youwereameteor]

Jim gives the pink...thing a decidedly dubious look and then thrusts the green dress at her.

"Try this one on," he says, emphatically. "And look, Donna. I wasn't expecting Reid, okay? And I wasn't looking for it. It just...sort of happened. Maybe tat'll happen for you, too."