“Goddamn, babe, you look like a movie star,” I say as she walks up to where I’m waiting for her at the bottom of the steps. She tries to hide her blush by looking me up and down. I’m wearing a relatively plain black suit—I’d thought about wearing something kind of outlandish just to get her goat but decided to be a gentleman tonight, and went with a pair of bright red Gucci loafers, which she notices instantly.
