Shopping is always more fun with company.

[belgiewaffles]

WHO: Ion and Chloe
WHEN: Thursday, June 2
WHERE: The Mall
WHAT: Ion takes Chloe shopping for some lingerie.

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[amar_dulce_vin]

As a man with no interest in women, Ion could never claim lingerie to be his area of expertise as long as one was aiming to seduce and not falsify their figure.

(...his job at the cafe had led to some interesting discoveries about ladies and the lies they told beneath their clothes. Needless to say, he had become more disillusioned and less tolerant than ever.)

However, he was only here because Chloe was a potential employee...model...employee whatever for Gilbert and that job involved having the proper underthings to properly lie to the camera. That being said...

"Is flimsy," he announced disdainfully, eyeing the brassiere with distaste as though it might bite him. "And is boring. Is no good. Put back."

He waved dismissively and attempted to form enough intelligible English together to be understood in conjunction with his vague hand gestures.

"Is need...is need to hold UP," he mumbled in embarrassment.

Whaaaat, it's only been... Two weeks.... :D;;

[belgiewaffles]

"Flimsy...?" she said, staring at it. Frowning, she put it back.

"Then... Like a push-up bra?" she wandered over a little further, towards the more padded bras. She picked up another one and examined it, crinkling her nose at the little bow in the front. She swore, this kinda looked like something she wore when she was 12. She put it back on the rack where she found it, not even bothering to hold it up to show Ion.

"What do you mean by boring? Does it need to be more colorful?" she asked, eyeing a fluorescent pink bra with lace.

WHOOPS.

[amar_dulce_vin]

"N-nu, is need to be--"

Ion floundered for a moment, cursing adjectives and modifiers mentally and wondering how he could explain the need for lingerie that was practical and serviceable but still had the appearance of, well.

Sexual appeal.

"...imagine I am boyfriend," he said at last, rubbing his temple to try and ease away an oncoming headache. "What would you wear for me?"

Yeah, I see how it is. Tell me to reply and then take a month to reply back. Uh-huh. >U

[belgiewaffles]

Chloe opened her mouth for a moment, then shut it, staring at him. Finally, she replied.

"Well. All guys have their own tastes in stuff like this. I don't know what you would like." she said simply, shrugging. "But if you wanted sexy, you should have just said so to begin with!" she laughed, and headed towards the back of the store. The items back there were less bra and more lace, but if he was her boyfriend...