A few hours earlier, while Emily and Anessa were at the mall, Steve was picking out his outfit for the party.
He turned to his younger sister, Milly with a half-blue and half-white silk dress shirt pressed to his chest, "What do you think?"
Milly took another spoonful from the tub of ice cream she had in her hands, "Too formal, it's a college party, not a dinner party." She put up her bandaged foot on the center table of the living room, "Why don't you just wear a shirt and throw on some jeans, there's nothing sexier than casual."
Steve took another shirt from the pile he dropped on one of the living room couches, "I'm going with Emily."
Milly's eyes widened before she hopped over to him and sat on the center table. She started sorting through his clothes, "Why didn't you say so before?"
"Thanks, by the way," Steve told her with a smile on his lips.
"For what?"
