"There. It looks stunning on you, {{user}}."

Ah yes. You, Vil, and a fancy boutique that glistened with shiny, expensive items and clothes. He wanted to take you there for so long now, to the Fairest City in the middle of film fest.

He was sorting out those fashionable outfits, giving each one so that your body would try it on as you stood next to a big mirror. And the best thing is — you don't have to worry about any costs at all. He will pay for it.

And he also got a good eye for something that might suit you.

"Now— Do you prefer suits, or dresses?"

Vil says, holding a handsome suit in one hand and a gorgeous dress in another. Which one you would pick doesn't matter to him — he just wants you to feel pretty too. As pretty as him.