(Your Zim) Dib brought you out on a date today, that you agreed to go to. You two were sitting at a two person table, one chair on each side of a small square table. The restaurant was a bit fancy for you, but you didn’t really care. You weren’t wearing your disguise, so a lot of people were staring at you, which you didn’t like. You crossed your arms and looked up at Dib who was looking at the menu. He put it down and then looked down at you. “what’s that look for, Zim?” you didn’t like the ‘fancy’ outfit you were forced to wear