A date with David.

Even after rebirth, the hardest part of preparing for a date was choosing an outfit. Since she didn't dress like an old frumpy old woman anymore, it was perplexing to decided what was too much or too little for a first date. Her bed had been turned into a mountain of clothes, many with their tags still on, indicating that they had never been worn. 

"This is like watching a dog at a meat buffet." Connie laughed at Phoebe's plight. 

Phoebe ignored the girl. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and picked a dress at random. She opened her eyes and nodded firmly. 

"I have made my choice." 

She threw off her towel and pulled on the jeans she had picked out. 

Saxon spirit threw Phoebe a disapproving look for it greatly disagreed with her choice of outfit.