Thursday Evening, Room 406, 6-ish

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There is a closet here. Yeah, yeah, blah blah make your puns while you can. The point is that Xander is standing in front of it. Very very possibly flailing.

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[Open for someone else who lives here. I'd say open for anybody who wanted to stop by and harrass him, but zomg running late, so no.]

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Isabel is sitting on her bed working on her speech. She's also trying very hard not to laugh at the flailing because it's obvious Xander is nervous enough.

"You get dressed every morning. This shouldn't be difficult," she said.

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Xander glanced over at her and snorted. "Okay first, I hereby own the fact that that line? Should so be mine. In fact in times past it has been, though granted for personal reasons my dating fashion advice to Buffy might not have been entirely bias-free."

He rifled through the shirts on hangers. "But that was then and this is..." Xander sighed and shook his head. "Pathetic, pretty much. Agreed."

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"Do you want help?" she asked as she put the laptop aside. "Because I've done this for Max and Michael several times."

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He raised an eyebrow. "Picked out clothes for--" ...swallow... "--first date ever with another guy? Do tell."

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"Okay, so I didn't do that," Isabel admitted with a smile. "But still, it can't be any different then helping Michael figure out what to wear over for dinner at Maria's mom's house."

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Xander shook his head again. "No, see, I've dressed myself for dates with girls before. Believe it or not, given the lack of same since I've been here. This, though..."

He held up a bright red shirt. "Too fancy? Too plain? Too 'Bridge always wears green and together we look like a Christmas tree, which is particularly ironic considering he's Jewish?' Do guys dress up when they go...do things, or does that undermine the essential guyishness of the situation? I have no idea."

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"Unless it's December, coordinating holiday colors are out. And even in December, that only works if you're under five or over seventy," Isabel said as she shook her head. Turning to the closet she started sliding hangers along, trying to see what she had to work with. "If you want to impress someone and make them see that you appreciate them, you dress nicely. Male or female it doesn't matter."

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"Yeah?" Xander said doubtfully, leaning against the closet doorframe. "I'm mean I'm with you in spirit, but what if he's thinking jeans and a t-shirt and I'm thinking ... whatever it is you're thinking, and suddenly it's a little more overdress to unimpress?"

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Still focused on the content of Xander's closet, she said, "I seriously doubt Bridge is going to show up in jeans and a T-shirt. He's in uniform for casual wear most of the time. He's not going to suddenly dress down just because you guys are going out for the first time." She pulled a black jacket and green shirt out of the closet. "Do you have a nice pair of black jeans?"

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"Yeah, I guess." Xander dug through his dresser drawer and pulled out a fairly un-faded pair of jeans. "You don't think green's too coordin--"

He stopped himself, with some visible effort, and sort of gently banged his head against the upper shelf of his desk a couple of times. "See, because caring this much about whether what I'm wearing is guyish enough? So very, very macho."

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Isabel patted Xander's back gently. "It's not, it's a good color on you. And with the jacket over it it's subtle, not an obvious attempt at coordinating."

"You're over thinking. Just relax."

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"Ahahahaha." The snicker was only a little hysterical. "I'm sorry, you seem to have mistaken me for your other roommate; the one who's actually capable of that."

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"You're going to be fine," she assured him. "You're going out. And where are you going by the way? You never said." Nudging against his shoulder she smiled, "You're going to talk, and enjoy yourself. Don't think about tomorrow. Just concentrate on having fun tonight."

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"Tomorrow whaaa?" Xander held up the black jacket and stared at it. "You're under the impression I was thinking that far ahead? Seriously?"

He draped the jacket over his arm. "We're going...out." With a quick glance around the room that was only half joking, Xander walked over to his desk, grabbed a piece of paper, and scrawled out 'Chinese. Movies.' on it, before handing it to her.

And grinning. "Just in case of paparazzi. Shh."

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Isabel laughed, "I've been keeping watch for shrubbery, don't worry."

"You're fine then. This is the perfect thing to wear. It's slightly more then casual but not too much so. You'll look good."

She looked towards the bottom of Xander's closet. "You do have a pair of black shoes or boots, right? Because sneakers are definitely a fashion don't."

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Xander didn't remotely glance at the pair of blue and white tennis shoes sitting loudly on the edge of his desk. "Oh, definitely. Not even I would think of wearing something like that."

He pulled a pair of nondescript black boots out from the floor of his closet. "These do?"

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She caught the glance at the sneakers and laughed, "Absolutely no tennis shoes. No way, no how. The boots will be fine."

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Xander stood up with the boots in his hand, and ran the other hand through his hair. "Yeah. I will be too. Totally. Fine." He smiled.

Then added, "Long as I remember to breathe. And don't have to try and walk at the same time."

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Isabel pointed towards the bathroom. "Go get changed. And keep repeating to yourself, it'll be fine, it'll be fine."

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Xander headed for the bathroom, frowning. "Ok, but you realize that'll interfere with the remembering to breathe..."

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She whistled when Xander finally came out of the bathroom. "Don't you look great." Walking over she ran her fingers through his hair, mussing it slightly. "Now you're perfect."

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"No, no, no. Multitasking bad," Xander told her as he headed for the door, though he was grinning. "Can't think about date and fixinating suddenly insane roommate."

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"Think about the date," she said. "I'll just be here gibbering."

Reaching out she caught his hand to stop him and then gave him a quick hug. "Have fun. And be home by midnight. Don't make me wait up."

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"Yes, crazy lady," Xander said, rolling his eyes slightly as he disentangled himself from her and made it the rest of the way out the door. "I will make every attempt to returninate before you turn into a pumpkin so we can spend some quality time gibbering together."

Possibly he'd just get himself a bit of a head start on that, is all.

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After watching him leave, Isabel decided that she wasn't in the mood to work anymore and decided to take a walk.

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He was, er, getting his head start in this direction, needless to say.