"I'm... not sure about a shorter dress," Annie says feeling a stubborn streak start to form. Long dresses are the standard for weddings.

She looks at the sketch then smiles a bit. They are lucky her spots only go down so far. "That length will show where my spots stop. Are you giving people ideas?"

It's meant as a joke but it seems as if Annie is less wrapped up in being totally in love with L.L. A little less drunk but still a bit goofy.

"I'm glad. I... I've been lied too enough." Annie blinks a few times at him and then sinks against his side. Her head is starting to throb. "I think I drank too much. Before you found me in the club I was... pretty sad I think. Trying to cover it up. I didn't know how to deal with... with everything. I know you. You're not someone who would hurt me or any other girl willingly. It's why I love...you."

She stumbles over the word 'love' looking perplexed by how easy it comes. Annie gives a groan hiding her face in his chest. Her head hurts a bit now.