"What?" Delia gave him a confused look, holding the hat which she had picked up.
Dilen got up sneerly from his seat, walking to stand next to her as he looked at the hat. With two fingers, he pulled the hat from her grip like a piece of trash, skimming his eyes over it.
"I knew you'd pick this hat. You're a Sia fan", he returned the hat to her. Recieving the hat, she looked at the all black hair attached to the black hat — that was to cover the face of the wearer, only leaving their lips visible.
She looked up at him, "You did your homework well".
"I do everything well", he shrugged with his hands in his pockets.
"Of course, you do. You're a nerd. A rich one", she turned back to the rack, searching for the clothes to match with her wigged-hat.
Dilen narrowed his eyes, "Nerd?"
Delia continued to look through the clothes, not facing Dilen. "Yeah, you're a nerd".
"What's your definition of a 'nerd'?"
