Kagome was a flurry of activity; hustling about the modest hut with purpose and excitement.
“He’ll be here any minute! I wonder where we are going. Ooh, I hope he likes my dress!”
Inuyasha sat with a scowl; not bothering to tire his neck by watching her dart from wall to cluttered wall, but still tracking her movements with flexible pupils.
“It's not a real date. Or did you forget?”
She almost had no time to scoff as she checked her reflection yet again.
“He will be doing his best tonight. I need to make sure that I do mine.”