The dinner date

"Offcourse, dinner date." Xander responds with his eyes all sterned. "Any problems?"

"Well... Not really a problem... but in my own opinion, I think we'll have to visit the saloon to have you cleaned up and later check into an exquisite suite store for a new pair of suite. Yes, that will be good to go."

"Really? All this–"

"Yes boss." Mr Dum adds, smiling. "You're a public figure and can't afford looking all sweaty sticky and bushy for his first dinner date."

"I don't see what" –xander rubs his hand over his stubble– "the big deal is."

"You're right boss, it isn't really a big deal at all but that's the vibe. Except, my opinion doesn't count on this." Mr Dum fixes his eyes in the air avoiding his bosses eye contact

"Okay you see that right there, is a NO! NO! emotional blackmail and I'm definitely not playing that game." Xander smiles at Mr Dum, winging his fingers.

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!" They bursts in laugh, hopping into the car as Mr Dum drives off.

Walking into the saloon, he is g