Karen got to heading out first then, leaving Dillion to follow behind. After a moment, however, he seemed to notice something wrong as he questioned, rather peculiarly, “Wait, what are you wearing?”

“Huh?” Just before she got to the door, Karen checked herself out. It was just the pink T-shirt and black shorts she was wearing earlier, no change. Shrugging, she remarked, “What about it?”

“Well, it’s a special occasion right?” Shrugging, Dillion slowly suggested, “I thought you’d wanna look more… I dunno, festive.”

While intrigue and even relief had been fluttering in Karen’s heart, now she felt distinctly annoyed. Crossing her arms, she skeptically shot out, “Oh, don’t tell me- even you want me to make a big deal out of today?”

“Heh. Well, it is kind of a big deal.” Grinning, the boy added on, “If nothing else, you know how excited Mom gets for it.”

“I guess.”