Agree

"Um, sure. I'd love to help you out." you say, forcing a smile.

Bill leans back in his chair and you can see his shoulders sag with relief. "That is such a relief. Thank you so much." he says. "It's great to know Alex has such kind friends as well."

You smile and nod, finishing off your sandwich. Bill does the same, and once you're both done, he stands.

"The part begins at 7, so we should probably head out and get started, if you don't mind."

"Alright, I suppose." you say, standing up yourself.

"We'll need to get you clothes and shoes, and take you to a salon, I suppose?"

You nod. That all sounded right.

"Alright, let's get going, then." Bill says. He pulls his keys out of his pocket, then walks back to the front door with you following. He leads you outside to his car, a very new Mercedes. You knew Alex's dad made good money, but it was still odd to see. You slide into the car and feel the leather on the back of your legs, cursing your shorts the entire time.

"Alright, so shall we go?"

You nod, and he starts the car and pulls away.