You're not welcome!

"The time won't go any slower if you keep glancing at your watch, Anessa," Emily told her while scrutinizing a dress she held up.

Anessa anxiously tapped her thigh with her hand, "It's already 6:30, Emily, we should be heading back."

"We'll head back when we find something smokin' hot for the both of us to wear. And I think I'd probably find something faster if a certain someone wasn't worrying about how angry her boyfriend is gonna be instead of helping."

"We've been through 6 stores since we've been here and you've said no to every dress," Anessa complained. She frowned, "Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Doing what on purpose?" Emily innocently questioned.

"This!" Anessa grabbed the dress from Emily's hands, "You're purposefully delaying us, we don't need to be here, you have all the sexiest clothes in the world in your closet."

Emily smiled, "Oh, thank you."