*TRAVIS*
Travis nodded curtly to Tiffany. He relaxed his stance, leaning on one hip. "Okay," he murmured, reaching out and affectionately ruffling her hair. "Whatever secret was so important that he got THAT close to you must have been a good one." Travis was referring to the kiss. His daughter never had a boy with her unless it was Luke. He supposed he could have not seen what he saw for her sake. "You two have fun tonight." The man turned heel to Mason. "And you, young man, best behave. Have her home at a decent time." Travis gripped Mason's shoulder for a moment, then left the store. "Let's go. I didn't see what I thought I saw." He cast one last wink at Tiffany, walking away with his partner.
MASON
Mason's mind was reeling. "That was rather... strange. But alright." He ran a hand through his hair. "I like your dad, even if he is rather imposing," Mason chuckled. He approached the counter to pay, pulling out a few credit cards before settling on one. He paid for the dress and his suit, taking each. The clothing was in bags on hangers, and he draped them carefully over his shoulder. "Okay," he said, coming up behind Tiffany. "Where to next? Wanna get a snack or something?"