“Great. So, what do we need to do to prepare for tonight?”
Patrick visibly relaxed when James changed the subject. “We need to get Evelyn something appropriate to wear, first I think,” he said, gesturing toward the girl who had been previously ignored during their spat.
James looked over at Evelyn, giving her body a once over. “I don’t see anything wrong with what she is wearing right now.”
Evelyn stood up from the couch, placing her hands on her hips. “Well, I’m voting with Patrick that I need new clothes, so it looks like you’re outvoted.”
“You would think a bloke would get a little more thanks for going out of his way and finding you a perfectly good wardrobe for your stay in London, but I guess being a gentleman is a thankless job these days,” James said, dramatically.
“These clothes are two sizes too small.”
“Her clothes are obscenely tight.”
Patrick and Evelyn spoke over one another.
James held his hands up in defeat. “Alright, alright, I can get the hint. We’ll go out and get you some new clothes. Maybe on the way back take Evie to get some fish and chips at the place you love. And then come back here and talk strategy. How does that sound?”
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