"So you'll have dinner with me on Saturday?" Pete asked as he drove into his compound.
"Yeah."
"Will you let me pick out your dress?" Pete asked making Kathleen scowl.
"Why? Are you trying to imply that I have a bad taste in clothes?" She asked making Pete sigh.
"I never meant that. I'm just saying I would like to buy you something new. I know these are Ella's clothes, and you're yet to get new ones for yourself, so I want you to wear something new for our date." Pete explained as he parked the car and turned off the ignition.
"Okay." Kathleen said, surprising Pete who had thought she was going to argue with him and reject his offer.
"Thanks for not fighting with me over this. Let's go in then." Pete said, but paused when Kathleen made no move to take off her seat belt or get down, "What?"
"Why do you make it sound like I fight with you a lot?" Kathleen asked making Pete sigh.
