That Italian place? What was it--Capriccio's? [Of course Vanya remembers it. It was so rare that her father would take them out, and even rarer for him to include her.] I'm not sure if it's still open. But we can check.

[She has fond memories of the few restaurants they went out too, especially Griddy's, despite the fact that it recently had a mass murder inside.

Vanya thinks that Five is demonstrating remarkable restraint by not just popping in and out of space as fast as he can, and she smiles as he piles on more clothes, nodding along as he focuses mainly on suits--or at best, business casual. But hey, he'll try on jeans, and maybe in a couple years she can work him down to wearing normal clothes.

Going to the women's section is mildly unexpected, but Five has been known to wear skirts on occasion so she doesn't question it until he's offering her a jacket. Vanya's eyebrows go up.] Oh--you think so?

[Vanya dares to take the jacket, slipping it on over her shirt to get a feel for the fit. It is her style. A more chic version of her style, in fact. It's actually touching, though not surprising, that Five is thinking about her too. She poses for him to see.] What do you think now?