Silas walked beside Diane through the high-end mall, his expression unreadable behind his designer sunglasses. A discreet bodyguard followed a few steps behind them, carrying multiple elegant shopping bags stamped with exclusive brand logos.
Diane's arm brushed lightly against his as she pointed excitedly toward another boutique. "Oh, Silas, look at that dress in the window! The emerald one would look stunning, don't you think? It reminds me of the one I wore to the premiere last year."
Silas gave a noncommittal hum. "It's a dress."
Diane laughed softly, undeterred by his flat tone. She looped her arm through his with gentle persistence. "Come on, you have to give me more than that. I'm trying to build a wardrobe that matches your style. Something sophisticated but not too flashy. What do you think about this necklace?"
