Yes, Taylor IS a responsible one.

But unfortunately, as much as you'd love to continue admiring your handiwork - and especially Elizabeth's reaction to that handiwork...

"I guess that answers any questions I have regarding whether dressing up was worth it," Taylor teased Elizabeth, "But now I have to ask, are we still doing dinner, or would you rather skip to desert?"

Elizabeth's first words in response to that are less words, and more an incoherent string of garbled nonsense... But, she manages to un-tongue-tie herself after a few attempts.

"Dinner!" Elizabeth finally answers, "I really want to show you off, and worship your appearance! I want to stare at you all night! I want to treat you to a place nicer than a dorm room! And... And... I want to pay for something nice to you, so I can pretend I deserve this!"

At this, Taylor frowns for a moment.

"I thought we were going dutch?" She answered, "We didn't really talk it over, but..."

"I asked you out, so I pay," Elizabeth answers, shaking her head, "If you ask me out, then it's your turn."

Taylor thinks this over for a moment, then shrugs.

"Works for me," She says, "But we'd better get going, or I'll end up paying for our first date after all. As it is, we're still going to have to spring for an Uber instead of walking like we'd planned."

"Wait, no..." You sullenly interject, "We haven't done your accessories yet! Your dress is just begging for a necklace, and we haven't chosen a purse, and..."

"Maya, no," Taylor shakes her head, as she reaches for a pair of sneakers, "The fashion portion of this evening is over. There's no point in dressing up if I miss the dinner!"

Darting over, you swat away her hand, and pass over the pair of low heels you'd chosen for her. She frowns, but doesn't object as she puts them on instead.

"You realize I'm tall already, right?" She sighs, as she rolls her eyes, "I swear, between these and the dress, you're just trying to ensure I never walk again..."

"No, they also improve your posture and accentuate your legs..." You object, "Though I guess the dress kind of downplays the effects."

"You can nerd out over accessories tomorrow," Taylor smiles back at you, as she reaches the door, "But for now, the bracelet is enough, right?"

She lifts up her left arm, and shows off the silver bracelet you gave her back in high school.

"That doesn't count, it's a friendship bracelet," You pout, "But enjoy your date. You'll have to tell me all about it tonight!"

"You know it!" Taylor yells, as the door shuts.

...With you still in her room, actually. This is going to be an awkward few minutes, while you wait to slink out.