The joy of one person is the sorrow of another.

Britney smiled broadly as she stepped closer to him and reached out to hold his hand. "Chris…"

Christopher smiled at her, marveling at her. "Are you planning on going out?"

"No… Why are you asking this?" Britney sounded surprised.

"You have put on makeup and a fancy dress. So, I thought you were going to a party." Christopher laughed softly.

"Are you making fun of me?" She pouted.

"No, no… How could I possibly mock you? You are looking beautiful."

"Really? Are you telling the truth?"

"Um-hmm… You are beautiful, Britney."

Britney resumed her smile, her eyes sparkling. "You like my makeover."

"I like you even if you don't wear makeup," he said, putting his hand on her head. "You are always stunning to me… the most beautiful woman on the planet."

Britney took his hand in hers and asked, "Let's go out to the garden and take a stroll around until dinner is ready."