Nina rolls her eyes but she's smiling all the same. She lays out the dress she'd chosen and starts to get changed for the evening. She makes sure not to invade his line of sight too much, conceding at least that much to a sense of modesty and propriety between them.

"I wonder if he's that serious," she admits, frowning a little as she wiggles into her underwear and a little bit of shape wear. It's warm enough that she doesn't want her thighs chafing uncomfortably. Next is the dress. "I wonder if I should be serious."