"You might just have a heat stroke if you wear layers while doing all that, Iz. And none of want that to happen" He added, grinning at her as he nodded his head in agreement. "I have quite the set of quality eyes. I feel I could give a complete unbiased opinion. If something doesn't look good on you, I'd take it off you. Although, that grading scale might not work because if it looks good on you, it'll get taken off as well. I'll think of something." He assured her in a sarcastic tone before chuckling. From the months they've been dating, he had learned her well enough to know that she didn't mind his straightforwardness, particularly when it came to a sexual aspect of their relationship, he was blunt about his clear attraction to her. His eyes examined the top she held up now. "That's really nice, actually. You could try it on and see how it looks on you. Might have to wear a bra when wearing it though. Unless if it's a night out with me, bras are not totally required."

"Now when am I never not good, Iz? Between you and I, everyone sees me as the innocent one. You're corrupting me." He jokingly told her, bringing his hands to readjust his jacket. While Ryan himself would be the first to admit that he wasn't perfect, in relationships or otherwise, he always tried to be nice to the woman he was involved with at the moment, not trying to purposely hurt them ever. He was well-aware of the reputation he had, but was thankful that Isabel didn't hang that over his head. He smirked, nodding his head softly. "Of course. As you can tell, I have a great eye for fashion, layers are so in right now." Ryan winked at her before laughing.

"Well, it's a location thing, really." He replied, soft laughing escaping past his lips. He smiled when she kissed his cheek, his eyes fixated on her as she started walking toward the dressing rooms in the back. "I have a feeling your parents and me have different standards as to what is appropriate, so. I make no promises, Isabel!" Ryan told her as she began to walk away again. As she went to the try a few things on, he remained looking through clothing to suggest to her, now moving to the area closes to the dressing rooms. A pair of ripped up skin-tight jeans caught his eye, scrolling until he found what was his best guess to her size. "These could work," he told himself under his breath. He throw the pair of jeans over his shoulder before looking at Izzy when she stepped out of the dressing room in the red crop top. "Wow, I really like it. It shows off that flat dancer stomach well, while keeping the girls concealed. I could see you rocking it on stage." Ryan snapped his fingers as he tried to do his best imitation of her dance moves, or better yet just an imitation of dancing in itself.

Evangeline stands in the front of the wedding dress store, her arms wrapped around herself as she waits for Katie Coyle to show up.

"When's the date?" An older worker appears next to Evangeline, a brightly painted smile on her face.

"Date? Oh, I don't know. I guess I should ask her, huh?" Evangeline says back, trying to be as friendly as possible to this stranger.

"Her? Oh! How wonderful. I love gay weddings. They're so beautiful. I just went to one last week - my cousin's daughter. They had it done in all purple and white, and all of their friends were dressed in bright purple hats. They all looked so funny and ridiculous, but they seemed to be having such a good time. What are your colors?"

Evangeline's face grows redder and redder as the employee speaks. She didn't want to lie to this employee, but she also didn't want her to be embarrassed when she explains that it's definitely not her wedding. "I'll have to ask her. I don't know the colors..." She says softly, hoping that Katie won't mind that they've just been mistaken for a lesbian couple.

Eva's eyes go wide when Katie arrives and she realizes that she's going to have to explain to Katie the awkward position she's just put them in. "Hello... darling!" She awkwardly forces out, hugging Katie tightly. She didn't know how to act around a boyfriend, much less a fake girlfriend. Evangeline turns and looks at the store clerks as she and Katie head towards the dresses, making sure that they are distracted before Evangeline says to Katie in a quick and quiet voice. "I am so sorry. I have no idea how this happened, but the store clerk over there-" she points to the older woman who is now making her way over to them. "- thinks that we're a couple and that this is our wedding, and I'm so sorry. I didn't want to embarrass her by telling her she was wrong, but in retrospect, I probably should have." She glances back and sees that the clerk is nearly in earshot. "I'm so sorry," she says again before turning towards the woman and giving her a small smile. "Good to see you again! This is Katie!" She gestures towards her friend.

Evangeline is more than relieved when Katie doesn't seem angry or upset at her for accidentally letting the store clerk think that they were engaged. That put her major worry out of her head. She gives Katie another quick hug as a thank you for not being upset, and then is immediately dumb-struck when Katie starts playing along with the charade. She was hoping that maybe they could just ignore the fact that Evangeline got them into this situation and only address it if somebody else brought it up, but Katie seemed to want to have some fun with it - which Evangeline would be all for in any other situation that wasn't so awkward for her. She takes a sharp breath in, and smiles brightly, ready to play. "Yes, boobs. Love them. They're my favorite." The store clerk, whose name tag reads Linda, looks slightly uncomfortable, but like she's trying to be an open minded individual.

"Well, that's... so good for the two of you. Which one of you is looking for a dress? Or are both of you?"

"Oh, no. Katie will be the one wearing the dress, not me," Evangeline says quickly, moving behind Katie so that her and Linda could have a conversation about the dress together.

Evangeline can't help but laugh a little when Katie continues on with Linda. Katie was so much more relaxed and easy-going with Evangeline was. Her high-strung personality had been so heavily ingrained into her that she got flustered at even the slightly inconsistency. But watching Katie be so calm with their charade gave Evangeline the confidence she needed. "Oh, right, darling, I forgot to tell you that I picked up a new pair of Doc Martens for the wedding. They're going to look really nice with my overalls, especially if I don't wear a bra with it. Oh, and I spoke to the band - they will be playing Indigo Girls' "Power of Two" while you walk down the aisle. They said that's fine."

Linda looks at them for a moment, not wanting to question what they're saying in case they're serious, but also not wanting to look like a fool. In the end, she decides that looking like a fool is better than looking like an ignorant old woman, and she starts to lead them towards the dresses. "Traditional but stylish. That's nice. So many girls come in looking for something extravagant and outlandish. The day is about the bride, not the dress. I think it's silly to let the dress overshadow you." She pulls a dress from one of the racks and holds it up.

"Oooh," Evangeline says, taking a step forward. Her many nights of sitting alone in her room, planning her dream wedding caused her to know way too much about wedding dresses and their styles. "That empire waist would look lovely on you, Katie. A high waistline makes your boobs like huge..."

Evangeline leans into Katie, careful to make sure that they don't actually kiss, but closer enough to make anybody believe that they were. She adored Katie, but didn't want her first kiss to be with her. That would be really difficult to explain to people if they ever asked her what her first kiss was like, although she was sure many people would be jealous if she told them it was with Katie Coyle. "Oh, yeah, the tractor's big enough. I'll call Susan and see if she'll be willing to pull us into the open field we're getting married in. She won't mind." Evangeline giggles a little bit when Katie almost says Hayden's name instead of her own. She wasn't sure what she would do if they flubbed now. They had already gone so far with this game.

Evangeline looks more closely at the dress when Katie holds it up to herself, all the knowledge of the dress lengths and designs running through her head. She probably knew enough about these dresses to put the store clerks to shame. She takes a closer look, noticing the subtle yet noticeable beading. "Do you like the beading? I think it's cute, but I know that some people don't like it." She takes a glass of champagne and holds it, waiting for Katie to take the first sip - it was only right that the bride get a taste first. Evangeline smiles, thinking of how she had her first drink with Katie several months ago, and now here they are again.

"Long sleeves aren't rubbish, of course not. I'm sure we could find a dress with an empire waist and long lacy sleeves," Evangeline says, immediately going towards the rack and searching through the dresses. Linda looks surprised that Evangeline, who is supposed to be the more manly one in the fake relationship, is the one that's so into the dresses and the styles. Linda starts to back away from the couple, knowing that they're probably doing better on their own than with her around, so she starts to back away.

"You two just let me know if you need me, but it looks like Evangeline has this all wrapped up."

Evangeline gives Linda a small smile, silently apologizing to her for tricking her this whole time and for taking over her job for the time being with Katie.

"I know, I'm the absolute worst influence ever," Evangeline says back sarcastically, shaking her head and grinning. "Sorry I ran off the sales clerk... but now we can actually talk about the dress." She laughs a little again. "Where are you getting married? In a church? In a field? On the back of a tractor? What's up?" She searches through the dresses some more.

"Oh! An empire waist! It's just a high waist. It cuts off right about where your boobs end, so it makes your body look longer and slimmer, and your boobs look bigger. I couldn't wear it. I have big enough boobs as it is." Evangeline grins. She had been gifted with a slim body with curvy features. If she knew how to talk to men, she was sure that they would come in handy. She takes a sip of her champagne as she looks through more of the dresses. "You know, they have these lovely long sleeved lacy jackets that you can wear with sleeveless dresses if you want to do that." She pulls out a dress with a corset back and long lacy sleeves. She holds it up, not knowing if something like that would be Katie's style. "It looks like a medieval princess gown." She sticks her tongue out at Katie when she calls her the reason why she's drinking on Wednesday. "Wednesday before five o'clock, too. What a hellion you are." She giggles. "If you're having it in a church, do you want a train? What about a really really long train? The whole length of the church? Oooh..."