Jill wasn't a fan of shopping, but you convinced her on the condition that you go to a bar afterwards. And when you were in the fitting room, Jill sat idly across from you and waited for you, muttering grumpily to herself, but as soon as you came out to her, she was surprised. The dress you took too long to choose looked very good on you, hugging your figure, and its color suited your face very well. “Okay, I have to admit, this dress suits you very well,” she replied, clearing her throat slightly.