Maddie smiled and headed into the dress shop, making her way over to the dress robes. She had a look through, then approached the shopkeeper
'Excuse me, I'd like to be measured, please?' she said, smiling at the woman

wow! Hogsmade!! I can't believe it!! Awesome!

This was Kate's first time in a magical "shopping" so everything was incredibly fascinating to her. When she entered the Gladrags Wizardwear shop she was nearly about to faint of emotion.

There is the shopkeeper...and loooooooook! awwww how beautiful is this! look at this! no! It can't be! I want THAT!...

"Excuse me Miss...I would like to buy one of those gorgeous Gryffindors' scarf. How much is it?" She said politely.

Amy smiled as she skipped into the shop, she looked around the shop at some dress robes, evenually deciding on the one she liked she walked up to the counter, excuse me, she asked politley, could I posibly be measured for these? she said, gesturing to the dress robes

SHOPPINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

EEP! Sarah was so happy to finally get to Hogsmeade.Her and Miranda had some important shopping to be doing - and Oliver if he kept his word about coming with them.Which she hoped he did.He could give his opinion on what a guy likes.Not that they were trying to impress guys with their choice of outfits...OH NOOOOO...but it wouldn't hurt to ask.

Pushing open the door to Gladrags, Sarah dragged her friend inside by the hand. "Noooooow you know we have to get something for this Ball at the end of term, we can't go in our robes, Miranda, however much you feel comfortable in them!" Geez.The girl was stunning and she didn't want to show off her legs? NOT. GOING. TO. HAPPEN. "You do this with me, shopping and the Ball, and I will buy you a years supply of chocolate frogs." Yes, Sarah was not adverse to a leeeetle bit of bribery.

"There must be something we can wear.I wonder if they do muggle dresses.I don't fancy dress robes," Sarah let go of her friend's hand, and began scanned the rails of clothes in front of her. "You reckon we should ask?"

The Raggy Dolls.
That's what came to her mind as she was dragged off to Merlin knows where. Blinking at the sunlight, Miranda noticed that they were currently walking (flying off) down the street of Hogsmeade.

Blink.

And now the sunlight was suddenly subdued and turned artificial.
Oh. They were inside a shop.

...

They were inside GLADRAGS!
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Crap. And now Sarah was saying something about 'a Ball at the end of the robes'. Um, no that's not what she said, but the fidgeting was making the Captain confused. She was this close to turning around and running off to freedom, but the word 'chocolate' made her stand still. "Really?" Because, like... it was chocolate.

But noooo, there were to many weird clothes in here and Miranda was NOT going to be trying any out. She was allergic to...that type of...fabric. Er.

She felt her hand being liberated and thought this was it. With a shifty look around the store and at Sarah's back, Miranda went tippy-toed sneaky off towards the shop door. If she was quick and stealthy about it, her brainz calculations reckoned she would get there in 5...4...3...2....
Bleh. She couldn't. Turning around again, Miranda smiled at her friend and decided to sit down at the very comfy fluffy chairs. She didn't need to look for a dress, but Sarah might need her help. Gosh, where is Lori? She was like...soooooooo much better at this.

"Um, yes, ask, that would be good. Wouldn't want to get a weird...type of clothing thing. It's...the ball afterall." Heeeeeeh.
"Is um...Ryder taking you?" Aw, her adopted big brother. Hm, she hadn't seen him in a while. "I bet he'd think you'd look beautiful in whatever you wear. I mean...there's not much to you need to do to look amazing." Like, for realz.

Sometimes Sarah wished Miranda was more of a clothes person.Not that she never dressed, of course, don't be silly.But the fact that the mere mention of fancy clothes, or going NEAR a shop like this, seemed to bring her out in hives.And the fidgeting wasn't a good look.It would make other people think she was there under duress - which admittedly she was - but Sarah didn't really want to broadcast that.

"Yes.Chocolate.Although I'm not sure I'll be able to afford it all at once," considering the amount we get through, greedy guts pair.Cough. Would the bribe work? Would her friend still be there when she turned back around to face her?

OMG, YES.

Sarah blinked a couple of times at the smiling Miranda.She was still there.Not looking much happier, really, but she'd sat down, so must have been staying.That threw her for a loop, and she completely forgot what she was talking about. "Weird?....Oh! yes.No.Wouldn't want that," she stuttered, letting the hand holding some dress robes drop down by her side.Mehhh, they're no good. "You should get something shorter, you know.Show off your Quidditch trained legs." Sarah nodded at her friend, and returned the robes to the rail.There HAD to be something!

"Urrrr, I don't know actually.I haven't spoken to him for a couple of weeks.He's busy studying for his NEWTS." She dearly hoped her boyfriend would be taking her.It was bad enough they'd be apart for her last term, she didn't want to spend the Ball apart too.Sniffle. "Who are you going with?" 'Cause she was SO going to go.She was going to get chocolate for it.

Sarah threw her arms in the air and made a "Pffttttt" noise with her mouth. "Nothing here.I'll have to ask." Walking over to the counter, one eye still on Miranda, Sarah cleared her throat. "Excuse me? We have a very important Ball at the end of term, and we were wondering if you had any clothes that were a little less .... robe-like?" Dear me, did that sound rude? Hopefully not. "Something more along the lines of...muggle evening-wear?" Now THAT could be insulting to a witch.Maybe Sarah would have to order it in, get her mum to do it or something.She did really like her catalogues. -shifty-

Merlin... WHY on earth had Oliver agreed to this!? Dress shopping – like joy of joys, surely there was another male around here sucker enough to do this. And Sarah wanted his opinion. Like, wha now? He had no clue about this sort of thing and you could kind of tell just by looking at the lanky curly toped lad that he had no idea. But for some daft reason he had agreed to it; maybe it was the prospect of going to Honeydukes for some sugar loaded sweets that made him agree... and he also wanted to go to the Hogshead – a morbid fascination seemed to be drawing him back after the incident last year, and company in that place would certainly be welcome. Oliver's curiosity was going to kill him one day; well he was a ruddy cat according to Miranda.

He had almost caught up to the two girls and walked behind them as they approached Gladrags. He was pretty sure that neither of them had noticed him they were so focused on their shopping. When they went in the shop, the door closed in his face – nope, he hadn't been seen. 'Note to self - be LOUDER.' He peered in through the window to see Miranda sneaking away from the prefect towards the door. heh. Oliver had to smirk inwardly at this. It was going to take either a lot of persuasion, or maybe even a hexing from Sarah to get the Rodent Captain into a dress. Maybe this wouldn't be all that boring after all. Just as long as there was no squealing involved, he would stay and give his 'humble male opinion.' Guh.

When he eventually opened the door and wandered into the shop, Miranda was sitting and Sarah was looking thoughtful. “You're no Houdini, Rodent.” He smirked at Miranda and then looked at Sarah. “You must be desperate asking me to help.” He mumbled and picked up a particularly hideous lime green, yellow and brown formal dress robe which smelled of old moth balls. “What about this? Would be perfect with your... er..." Oh dear. "...Eyebrows.” Snicker.

Yep – Oliver was going to be oh so helpful here wasn't he?

He watched the lassy go and rather tactlessly ask about muggle wear. He wandered over to a rack of novelty items, picked something up, then turned to Miranda. “Shame it's not Masquerade.. because this would have been just the thing for you, Rodent.” He grinned and held up a mask. See? This was the sort of thing that happened when you took a boy dress shopping with you. heh.

Allright. Sitting down. This...wasn't too bad. Hehe.
Looking to her left, she spotted a Gladrags catalogue with leetle animated models. Well, they were photographs... so. Yeah. Cough.
Miranda nodded, agreeing with no weirdness...and then shook her head - because they didn't want any weirdness. Y'know?

But, the next thing Sarah said made her look up and blink at her friend. Blink like she had never blunked...before. Aaaaaand then the blushing came. She was soon staring at the lady with the ruffled dress in the catalogue, glancing at her legs from time to time. A short dress? Eeeek! Like, why? No, pffft. She'd be wearing PANTS! THE PANTALOONS BRIDAGE! Huzzah! "Uhm, I, uh...." Haha, no. She would get cold. Um, yes.

Change of subject. Yes. totally.
"Oh..." Mirandas brow furrowed a little at this infooo. Poor guy, he's studying WAY too hard. He didnt even have time to get to tryouts. Pout. "NEWTs." Shudder. "I'm sure he'll ask you soon. When he's not that stressed or concentrated on the ingredients to keep yer hair from falling off yer head." Shudder.
Erm, what? AGAIN with the blinking. "Going? With whom?" It ended up sounding like she was asking Sarah. Heh. "Im not...going with anyone?" Dude, she had like no clue. She was going alone? She wasn't even sure Brant was going to ask her. Errr.

Suddenly Sarah had a mini hissy fit (joking, she didn't) and walked off towards the shopkeeper laydeh. Yes! A fully grown fashionable woman could help herrr! Way to go Sarah. Toterly. Miranda returned to her catalogue, looking through all the dressrobes that looked NOT something for her. Heh.
She would totally wear pants.



There was another bell ringing as a certain person walked inside, but Miranda didn't bother looking around until she heard his voice. And then she gaped. Oh, no way she was going to try out dresses with HIM here. Pfffffffft. Houdini? Whaaaaaaaaat? "I don't get it." Pout.

She looked at Oliver and then at Sarah. She asked him for help??
Really? That was...interesting. Well, more interesting than the weird dress thingy the boy had found. Heh.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand, there it came.
Hm. Actually she might just wear that. Keeps people from actually knowing your face. Hehe. BUT, she stared at the boy. "Yeah, that one looks good. Maybe there's a poodle mask in there somewhere." Heh.

Where was her chocolaaaaaaaaaaaate? Pout.

She looked back down at the catalogue when she spoke next. "You looking for dress robes too?" Hehe, was he going with that...um... Pixie? Fricksie? Tralalalala? Er. "Ugh, where's Lori when you need her." Looking up at the boy, she visually pouted like whoa. "Sarah wants to put me in a dress..." Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalp!

Patrick walked into Gladrags Wizardwear in hopes of finding...well he really didn't know what but something for some upcoming event. He'd rather not look for dress robes yet so he decided he'd look for a piece of clothing for winter. It was just around the corner and he already had a hat. He spotted scarves hanging up not too far away and walked toward them These could be useful.

This was a moment where Ella wished she had an actual proper friend to go shopping with. Trixie didn't count because.. well they didn't particulary like each other much. With a sigh, Ella walked inside the Gladrags Wizardwear to look for an outfit for the ball. The ball she didn't have a date for. Sigh. She looked around at all of the clothes but wasn't feeling enthusiastic at all. Then she saw a familiar face, someone she had been looking for all day. "Boo." She yelped as she approached him.

Patricked heard somehow 'Boo' and turned around. He saw Ella standing there and laughed. "Boo yourself Miss," he teased, and walked toward her and kissed her forehead. "How are you?" he asked, turning and walking back toward the scarves. She would follow, he was sure of it. Patrick examined a green and silver scarf. Haha. Slytherin colors. He wasn't sure if he wanted a scarf to match his house.

Ella stuck her tongue out playfully then smiled as he kissed on her the forehead. He never failed to make her heart thud. "I'm okay. Having a rubbish time in Hogsmeade but whatever." She shrugged. Hopefully, now that she was with Patrick, things would improve but she wasn't counting on it. "And how are you?" She replied whilst following him to wherever he was heading in the shop. "Shopping to buy scarves are you?" She raised an eyebrow. Shouldn't he be getting dress robes..

"Why are you having a lousy time?" he asked frowning, looking over at her. Personally he wasn't having as worse time as he thought he might. At least he and Aiden weren't enemies for a time and Vanessa was in high spirits for Christmas. He raised and eyebrow as she asked how he was. "Better than I have been," Patrick replied in a nonchalant tone. He chuckled at her comment. "Figured I prepare for winter." He looked around to see most kids over in the dress robes area. "I'm planning to get dress robes from my parent's. They'll send me whatever I need."

"Well i've had two people spill Butterbeer all over me.. I was forced to buy Trixie a drink and well.. that's all i've done." Ella explained with a frown. Ohh yeah, sounded like a right hoot of a time. Everybody seemed to be bashing into her... "Really? What have you been up to today then?" She asked curiously. Better than he had been? So.. did that mean that he hadn't been feeling so good lately? She chuckled and nodded. "Right. I should probably buy something from here. My parents gave me money." It would be much easier if they sent up the things she needed too.

"Aww it does sound like Ella's had a lousy time," he said with sympathy, standing back to see there were still spots of where the butterbeer spilled. He pointed his wand at her coat and they disappeared. Then walked stepped toward her again and gave her a soft kiss. "Not much. Just ran into Aiden and Vanessa. Aiden and I may be on better terms than we have been and Vanessa..." he sighed and knew he had to tell her sooner or later. "Her mum died Ella. I would have told you sooner but she asked me not to and then she figured that she didn't care." He respected things his friend's asked him not to tell about. "Okay what are you planning on buying?" he asked her.

She didn't get it. Oliver gave her a look – honestly, you would think this girl was a pureblood sometimes. Heh. He smirked at the her. “Ah hah! I saw you trying to escape.” An eyebrow raised mock disdainfully, then he followed Miranda's questioning eyes back to Sarah. Yes, she had asked HIM. Why so surprised?

He eyed the robes he was holding, shrugged then slipped them on over his jeans and hoodie and went to admire his reflection in one of the long mirrors. Oh yeah.. he looked The Business in these babies – not. Snort. They were about five times too small and the supposidly long sleeves only reached his elbows; the off-colour did absolutely nothing against his rather pallid complexion and dark mop of curls. “What d'ya think?” he asked striking a pose while he at Miranda. Hehe!

Poodle!? Well that stopped his joviality. He crinkled his nose. Miranda hadn't said anything like that since they faced each other in that dreaded duel. Perhaps she was starting to remember more of it now; or maybe her words were pure coincidence... either way, it made him cringe inwardly. He pursed his lips and turned away from Miranda to look through the masks so that she wouldn't see his expression. “Nah.. they haven't got one.” He said with a shake of the head. Bleugh.

Still wearing the stupid yellow and rather musky smelling old hag robes, he turned back to Miranda and shrugged at her question. “Dunno if I'm going.” He mumbled. Music and dancing was totally his scene, but who the hell would he take!? He wasn't exactly Torin Kristopher Kane in the looks and charm department was he? “I'll be wearing muggle clothes if I do.” He added. Dress robes? Just, no.

He had started fiddling with a hot pink feather boa but abruptly stopped at Miranda's words, his head snapping up to look at the girl. “What would you prefer to wear? Your jeans?” He asked her seriously as he slipped the pink boa around his neck. He thought girls loved dress shopping and getting all dolled up and such.

Desperate was such a harsh word.

"Just want another opinion is all," she winked, as Oliver came strolling after them into the shop.Mind you even she was starting to question that when he picked up the MOST HIDEOUS thing she had ever seen.What was it with wizards and witches and their dress robes? Did they have nothing for younger people? Were they all supposed to look like their maiden Aunts? "I'll, urrrr....pass on that I think.My - eyebrows," what?! "might be a little too normal for it." Snort.

No, she went back to quizzing the shopkeeper about her lack of anything suitable.In a nice way, obviously.She could still see Oliver out the corner of her eye, conversing with Miranda, and showing her his choices.Maybe this WOULD be fun after all.Dress shopping didn't have to be serious.Especially with a Slytherin boy in tow...one that liked masks it seemed.Hehe.


Why was Miranda looking at her like that? Was the thought of wearing a dress so awful that her friend had been stunned into silence? Blinking silence? Hmmm.Obviously something was more interesting in the catalogue, as Miranda continued to stare at it.....going red. "Oh my lordy, you're blushing," Sarah gasped as she pointed directly at the captain.Yeah make it obvious to everyone in the shop.Good going Sarah. "What's so bad about a shorter dress?" She was assuming that suggestion was what caused the blushing. "You have nice legs...show them off!" Why was she ALWAYS wearing trousers? "I'm getting you into a dress, missy," if it's the last thing I do.Yes.

Hair doing what now? Was this something to do with Potions? MEH Sarah had skipped that class on principal, and she wasn't going back until they had a teacher that didn't burn their students.But that was neither here nor there... "Yeah, bit like us with our OWL's." Wait.Did Miranda just ask her a question? That wasn't what was meant to happen then, was it? "Ohh, I thought maybe Brant Oliver might have asked you....No worries.We can go together, if neither of us get asked of course." But, you know, they were BOUND TO, right? Urrrrr.Going with her best friend wouldn't be too bad.

Ohhhh Miranda gave her a look.A baaaaaaad look.Maybe Sarah shouldn't have turned around to see what her and Oliver were doing.Her friend didn't look too pleased to be shopping with her fellow captain, but MEH.It would be nice to see what he thought.He HAD to have some sensible thoughts in his head....right?

"Yes I do wanna get you in a dress.It won't kill you," she poked her tongue out, and turned her attention back to the lady behind the counter.Be helpful.Please?



Sarah was still distracted by the shopkeeper, but she had one ear on the conversation going on behind her.And it helped that the mirror was near the counter, she could giggle at Oliver's reflection without him seeing her.Which is what she did.At least he seemed to be taking an interest, even if it was a silly one.Those robes were just - classic.Snorting behind her hand, she carried on looking at the catalogue on display, trying to find SOMETHING.Boy this was harder than she thought it would be.

Exhaling, she turned back around to face her friends, near defeat etched across her face - until she saw the Oliver ensemble. "Bahahahaha," she couldn't stop the laughter, really she couldn't. "Oh oh oh, you should wear THAT to the Ball.Forget muggle clothes.Seriously." So stylish, snake boy.

"She thinks she's going to get away with boring stuff," Sarah snorted, trying to ease her laughter, and take on a more serious tone.This called for serious.Miranda was not playing ball.And THAT would result in NO chocolate.

Ella huffed. "Yeah, too right." She frowned then looked down as Patrick cleared up the Butterbeer on her clothes. "Oh thanks, I didn't even notice that." Oh great, she had been walking around all day looking like an idiot. Ella's mood uplifted a little when he kissed her. She smiled up at him, until he mentioned Aiden and Vanessa. "Oh that's good." She said when he mentioned him and Aiden getting on better. Strange but, meh. She paused and blinked for a moment or two at his little revalation about Vanessa. "Really? Oh. Well.. I guess that's who you've been spending so much time with recently then?" She said quietly. She understood that. As long as he was only being friendly and nothing more. "I should probably send my condolences to her. Does she know that you were going to tell me?" Better make sure on that first.

She looked around the shop for a moment then back at Patrick. "Something for the Yule Ball of course. It's not like I have a bunch of frilly dresses in my trunk is it?" She chuckled. Yeah, dresses were not her thing. But she couldn't wear casual clothes could she. "I'm going to be in here for ages trying to find something." She sighed. She didn't even want to go to this stupid ball. Hmm. "Oh, I apologized to Vanessa by the way." She said, a little off topic now but meh. "I don't think she really accepted it though." Sigh.

Patrick nodded in return as she thanked him and looked back at the scarves as she talked. Hmm...he liked the navy blue one with green stripes. But then he remembered his hat was brown. Did those colors even go together? He wasn't a fashion expert or anything. "I reckon he needs a guy friend. I reckon I do too. We spend too much time apart with you girls," he said in a teasing manner with a smile, looking up at her. He hardly ever thought about skateboarding these days thanks to all the girls he was with. Not that he really minded spending time with them when they weren't off their rockers. "Yeah. Her and Bonnie need someone to be there. I'm sorry for spending a lot of time with them and less with you but they're in a tough situation," he apologized, fingering a red scarf. Ehh...he wasn't too fond of red. "Mhmm...I just talked with her about it. Speaking of which...I'm getting my own flat," he added, looking back at her. He was excited about it just not too thrilled to explain to Ella.

He chuckled at her comment. "It will be amazing to see Ella Ainsworth in an actual dress," he admitted with a smile. That girl probably didn't own one dress in his opinion. She didn't seem the type. "Well I can help if you want. I'm not a girl so I may not be as helpful as you may like but..." he shrugged. Yeah he wasn't brilliant at shopping with girls. "She told me. Her opinion may change," he explained, thinking about how he had tried to convince her otherwise.

Ella smiled then watched as he continued to look at the scarves. "Oh I totally agree." She laughed. "And I think I need some more girl friends. Actually.. I think I need more friends in general." And that was the truth. It's not like people were queueing at the door to be her pal. She nodded, "I understand." She replied simply. "I didn't know you were such a caring guy." She grinned, trying to lighten the mood a little bit. "You're getting your own flat?!" Ella repeated with her eyes wide. "Wow, that's awesome! I'll have to come and visit some time." She beamed up at him. That was if they were still together and stuff.. She hoped so.

Ella rolled her eyes. "It's going to take some serious bravery for me to wear a dress. Ohh, i'm going to look horrible." She sighed then leaned against him in defeat. She was going to have to wear one. "Sure you can help me." She chuckled. Maybe a guys opinion would be good. "Somehow, I don't think she will ever forgive me. I was pretty mean to her." Regretfully. "Maybe you can talk to her for me? Tell her I truly am sorry." Because she was. Wow, she was getting good at this 'being nice' stuff.

Deciding to make a start on this dress hunt, Ella stood upright again and pulled Patrick by the hand over to the dresses. He could go back to those scarfs later. She let go of his hand and looked thoroughly for a dress. "Ugh, they're all disgusting." Ella scrunched up her nose. She pulled out a pink frilly dress and held it up against her. "What d'ya think?" She laughed.

"It's not like you don't have girl friend's. I admit you have been spending time with Aiden a lot lately." That worried him slightly. It's not like he would go into a fit of jealousy cause he didn't do that but he was afraid she was rousing emotions in Aiden too much. He knew how guys got when girls hung out with them a lot. He chuckled at her comment. "Then there's still a lot you don't know about me," he told her, picking up a brown scarf. Maybe he should just get the same color as his hat. He was amused at her enthusiasm about his flat. Ready to dampen her mood? "Yeah it's pretty cool. I'm glad to be getting the heck away from my damn parent's," Patrick admitted with relief in his voice. "Ella...there's something else. Err...Bonnie and Vanessa are moving in with me for a while. Until Vanessa gets stuff of her own figured out," he stuttered, looking away from her. He was pretty sure Ella wasn't going to be too thrilled about it.

Patrick shook his head. "I'm sure you'll look better than you think. It's not like you aren't pretty." Now if she was ugly he wouldn't have been able to say that with full confidence. He gave her a pat on the head. "I can try but you're going to really have to work at it. I mean I've talked to her an hour ago about it and she sounds pretty stubborn still." He try to get her to think otherwise but he wasn't a miracle worker or an owl. Those two needed to figure out themselves.

Ugh. Then came the agony. He let her pull him away from the scarves and over to the dresses. He hoped he wasn't going to go insane from all the girl clothes around him. Pat watched as she browsed through some of them and pulled out a horrid pink one. "Err....if you wore that I'd die for real," he said with a laugh.

"I don't! Apart from Trixie, but she isn't exactly my friend, especially with what happened with her and Milo." Ella sighed. Yep, all her fault, and she was sure that Trixie hadn't forgiven her yet. She paused as he mentioned Aiden. Oh, awkward. "Er - yeah well, he is a good friend." And well. Patrick had been spending a lot of time with Vanessa so he had no right to complain. She chuckled at his comment, "Oh really? There's a lot you don't know about me too." She said with a wink. Hehe. Aw, it was so awesome that Patrick was getting a flat! Lucky too. She opened her mouth to reply, but his next words took her by surprise and she was left speechless for a moment. Vanessa? Move in? "What?! Are you serious Patrick?!" She glared at him.

Ella rolled her eyes. "Well that doesn't mean i'll look nice in a dress. I haven't worn one since I was four." She informed him. And she had definitely changed physically and personality-wise since she was four. She raised an eyebrow as he patted her on the head, then chuckled. "Are you patting me on the head Pattykins?" She grinned, hadn't used that nickname in a while had she? Ella continued to sigh as he spoke about Vanessa. "Well whatever. I'm not going to wait around for her to forgive me." 'Cause then she would look pathetic. And in all honesty, she wasn't bothered about having Vanessa as a friend.

"Oi. I'm sure I could pull it off." She winked jokingly. She shook her head then put the dress back. She looked through the dresses for a bit longer then huffed in defeat. "Come and help me then. I'm completely lost." She crossed her arms. Stupid girly-ness requirements.

"She'll forgive you someday Ella," he said to her comfortingly. Even if family despised you and you despised them they weren't liable to hate you forever. Then a questioned occurred to him. "What exactly went down between you and the other two?" He wasn't sure how Ella had ruined everything. He just had heard that she broke them up. "How good of friends?" he pushed, looking at her with a slight frown. He would really like to know what Ella thought of him. "Well I look forward to finding out," he countered with a smirk. He was going to play this game if she was going to. Then he mood dampened as she started complaining. "I'm sorry I didn't run this by you sooner, but she needs me Ella. She needs me more than you need me right now," he said to her in a stern tone. He was not going to listen to her whine because he had already made his decision. "It's not like her and I fancy each other. I'm trying to be generous."

"You'll look nice in a dress. Believe me," he assured her, rolling his eyes. Maybe she would have had more boyfriend's if she wore dresses more often. Not that he would have wanted her to date a ton of boys. "It seems I did Ellanator," he teased back as she used a name he hadn't heard in a while. He sort of missed hearing himself being called that by her. "Just try. For me," he pleaded, coming up behind her and wrapping an arm around her waist, putting his chin on her shoulder.

He chuckled and pulled back from embracing her. "You may be able to, but it'd still be a hard sight to look at," Patrick mused, staring at the dresses. Then she asked him to help her. Gah! He didn't want to look through them. "Fine," he sighed in defeat. "Okay, what did you have in mind. A short or long dress? Any specific color? Ones you want to avoid?" he questioned, remembering that people who worked with fashion usually asked those kinds of questions.

Ella snorted. Not if she continued with her bad attitude towards anybody. She shuffled her feet as he asked what happened with Trixie and Milo that was apparently Ella's fault. "Well, she introduced me to him, and I practically implied straight away that Trixie still liked Aiden and you... And I was pretty rude to Milo, I told him that he had to get used to it." Ella explained with an awkward expression. Wow, that sounded pretty bad.. "Very good friends. Probably my best friend." That sounded weird to say. Maybe a better word would be her only friend. "She doesn't need you. She needs family, or a different friend. She does not need to move in with you Patrick." Ella argued, and she did not like the tone he was using with her. "You better not or you'll have me to answer to." And Ella would be very very mad indeed.

"I don't even want to go to this stupid ball, which reminds me.. who are you going with?" Ella asked casually. She chuckled at his words. "Ellanator and Pattykins." She shook her head and laughed. What a pair. "Umm.. I have tried. She needs to try and forgive me." She said, then turned to kiss him on the cheek. Just because he was there.

Ella pouted at his comment. "Hay, I thought you said i'll look nice in a dress." She crossed her arms and huffed. But she lightened up when he agreed to help her look for one. And what was this? It sounded like he had done this sort of thing before.. Hehe. "Short dress. No pinks or purples. No frills." She said firmly. Ohh, so she had thought about this in more detail then she was letting on. She tapped her foot on the ground and waited for Patrick to find something. Because, she was rubbish at shopping by herself.