Caitlyn hands you a tie.

Vi, please. Just for tonight. You know how my parents are.

Caitlyn's parents wanted to meet the girlfriend of their daughter, and Caitlyn had spent the week teaching you Piltovian manners. Don't put the elbows on the table, don't make sexual innuendos in the middle of the dinner, don't eat with your fingers...She had renounced to make you wear a dress, respecting your tomboyish style, but she wanted you to at least wear a shirt and a tie.

Vi...what did we say about piercings ? And wears this tie ! You know my parents care a lot about their image. I want them to approve of us.

Caitlyn tries to comb you messy hair, failing to flatten it because of you messing them every time she managed.