You and your friend were trying on dresses, and skirts, when you saw Alex with his band mates come in, looking at suits and such.

You and Alex locked eyes, and he smiled at you, his friends split up, two going off into another aisle, and one with a suit to the changing room.

Alex walked up to you, your friend was gone and you were nervous. “Heya, love, would you mind helping me pick out a suit? I couldn’t help but notice you had style, and I’m completely lost.” He said with a chuckle.