"Hey Minh, I'm Hank. You're a little under dressed for where I was planning on eating." Hank looks the over the girl and attempts the warmest smile he can. "Then again maybe I am too", Hank chuckled.

Being that the bad part of town is seldom far from the good part of town it only took a few minutes to get to a store Hank had seen on his way down. It was upscale trendy with manikins in the window wearing slinky dresses. Hank stopped the car, got out, crossed and opened Minh's door. "Let's get you a dress, shall we? Anyone you want"