"Natasha just try this on. It's really cute." Jane pouts.

"Why would I wear a maxi dress on a date? Really?" She sighed.

"Well you've tried on all of our options. Now, you have to choose." Darcy  said.

"None. They just aren't me. Can I please choose something that I like? I promise it would be jeans and a tank top." She prayed.

"Fine, but it has to be a dress." Maria replied.

Natasha dashed into the dress section and slowly began to pick out her dress. It was either to bright, to much detail, to long, to short, to sparkling. She almost gave up and wanted to scream, until she came across the perfect dress.

"Found it!" She whispered.

She walked into the changing room and put on the dress she picked out. It was a white, lace skater dress. It was sowed with a soft material of cotton and a gold belt around it.

"This one."

Natasha looked at herself in the mirror and smiled.

"This one." She repeated.

The girls clamour around her and tell her how amazing she is going to look in the dress. Darcy picked her shoes, whilst Jane and Pepper where searching for her make up. Maria insisted on doing her hair seeing at it was growing quickly at different lengths.

"Oh, we are going to be late! I have to be there in 20 minutes!" Natasha panicked.

Pepper payed for everything and rushed Natasha back to the tower. They took the stairs. The sent Natasha down to shower and waited with the guys upstairs on the 31st floor.

"When she comes up, you need to go."

"Already here," Natasha said out of nowhere. "Really this is all to much. I can do my own hair and make up, really. Thanks for your help, but just not now." Natasha insisted.

The 4 girls looked at each other and nodded their heads.
"Fine. But the least we can do is actually watch the process."

"Dang it. Fine, come on."