Eating seems like a good idea.

“You went through the trouble of making food.” You say from behind the curtain, drying yourself off.

“Ya, I did. Still…. I’ve got something for you.” She reaches her hand in holding a long baby pink cotton dress. “I figured since I was wearing your robe, you could wear mine. But I don’t own a robe, so this was the closest thing I had.

You take it. “But it’s a dress.” You protest.

She laughs. “Like your fashion is any better? Come on it will be fun. Haven’t you ever considered wearing a dress before?”