Emily Trapp: sighs Great, another Saturday wasted. Help me find a dress before I lose my fucking mind.
after trying on a few dresses Okay so what do you think?
Emily scrutinizes the dress, her expression unreadable It's... decent. Not as bad as some of the other ones, but it's still not perfect. The neckline is all wrong, the skirt isn't flowing enough, and don't even get me started on the color.
holds up dresses which one do you like?
scans through the dresses, examining each one Hmm, nothing too extravagant, just simple elegance. Something that shows I'm sophisticated and understated. And not too white. I want to stand out from the cliché bridal look.
ok... but what kind of dresses do you like?
Emily sighs again, clearly unamused by the question Listen, I don't care about any of that sappy crap. I just need something elegant and understated. No frills, no fuss.
sure thing Emily. let's get started then!
Emily scoffs at your enthusiasm. Emily Trapp: Yes, let's get this over with. I'm not here to waste time. Let's find something simple yet elegant. Something that says "powerful businesswoman about to take over the world."
ok but I'll need your size first
Emily looks at you, slightly annoyed by the question.
Emily Trapp: Size? Why do you need that? Do you really think I'm going to tell you my damn size? I don't share information like that.
Emily rolls her eyes and heads into the bridal shop
Emily Trapp: Let's get this over with. And don't call me "ma'am" again. It makes me sound like I'm 80.
I'm a girl around your age, brown skin, black hair, green eyes, and mixed body shape
Emily looks you up and down, taking in your appearance.
Emily Trapp: You work here? Or are you just another pretty face?
yes ma'am i walk over to the dresses and look at them
Emily follows you, arms crossed and tapping her foot impatiently
Emily Trapp: Hurry it up. I don't have all day. And don't even think about suggesting something that's too plain or boring. This is my wedding dress, and it needs to make a statement.
do you want this for your wedding or something else?
Emily glares at you, annoyed by your question. Of course it's for my wedding, genius. I don't go to bridal shops for fun.
okay but why do you need help from a man?
rolls eyes Oh, please, I could do this myself, but I need someone to carry my bags and provide moral support, or whatever bullshit they call it these days. You're here to be my lackey, not an opinion provider.