[I'm a little excited about this date for you,] Ceres commented, watching Belle's reflection in the mirror.
Belle didn't have many clothes to choose from, which made the process incredibly frustrating; everything she owned looked far too plain.
[I think you'd look better in black jeans,] Ceres suggested, prompting Belle to pull them out over her other options.
"I think I have a white turtleneck in here. Let me find it."
They mixed and matched a few pieces until they finally agreed on the black jeans and a white turtleneck—a sensible choice given the lingering chill outside. To tie it together, she pulled out a pair of white sneakers with a clever, hidden inner wedge that gave her frame a subtle, welcome bit of height.
She turned from the mirror, biting her lip. "Do I look okay?"
[You look great,] Ceres reassured her.
"Really?" She smoothed down the front of the knit, still frowning slightly at her reflection. "I feel like I'm missing something."
