"Wow, Emily! You look great. Nice suit." she says in a tone of wonderment and surprise. She doesn't know me very well and this is the first time she has seen me dressed as a grown up. (and personally, I think I should ditch the red shirt I'm wearing . . . but I want to look like I have something on underneath my suit.)
I should just say "thank you" but instead say, "yeah, I clean up nice, don't I?" And I do clean up nice.
Makes me wonder what she thinks of my other clothes though . . .
Excuse the Cake song title. My fingernails do not actually shine like justice . . . and I will never trade my truck in for a Chrysler LeBaron.
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