Later at night.
Zaria was on a phone call with Desmond. The man didn't want to end the call and talked about many things—none of which was sensible. She decided she may as well use the company while she decided on what to wear the following day.
"What do you think I should wear tomorrow?" He asked, reminding her of the morning he woke her up to simply ask this.
"A blue suit." she responded without thinking it through. It was the first color that crossed her mind since she had just checked out a blue dress.
"What about the tie?" Came another question. It seemed like he was taking her suggestion seriously.
"Red." Once again, it was only because she had touched a red blouse.
"Shirt?" He asked yet again, making her want to beat him up.
"Can't you choose that yourself?"
"I don't know what shirt would go well with a blue suit and a red tie."
She shook her head but still answered him, "White. Change the tie to burgundy."
