[Jaime probably shouldn't even be in the same area as Steph is while she's trying on dresses, but to be fair, he doesn't actually know where he is. At all. He knew he was in the right area for a little while, because he got a bunch of his shopping done, but he made a wrong turn somewhere down the line.
But he's got a tiny cup of tea from a place giving out free samples - it tastes moderately of flowers and he doesn't actually look like he's enjoying it all that much but hey, free - and he's happy enough to just be walking on an actual street. When he sees Steph through the window, he can't help but poke his head in to say hello.]
Hey, Steph! [he says, waving at her.] The dress looks nice!
[Is it actually a nice dress? He has no idea. He does not possess the skill of discerning taste. It is a dress, and it is on a pretty girl, therefore it is a nice dress.]
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But he's got a tiny cup of tea from a place giving out free samples - it tastes moderately of flowers and he doesn't actually look like he's enjoying it all that much but hey, free - and he's happy enough to just be walking on an actual street. When he sees Steph through the window, he can't help but poke his head in to say hello.]
Hey, Steph! [he says, waving at her.] The dress looks nice!
[Is it actually a nice dress? He has no idea. He does not possess the skill of discerning taste. It is a dress, and it is on a pretty girl, therefore it is a nice dress.]