Dress Shopping

Antonia/Jen

Antonia stands in front of the mirror in her bedroom fixing her hair into a French braid. She looks down at her watch, "Jen should be here in just a few minutes," she thinks to herself. She goes over to the closet and pulls out a lightweight cotton shirt and a pair of khaki shorts. She dresses and goes into the living room.

Jen sits on the bed, slipping her sneakers on. She's gotten her shorts and T-shirt on, and pulled her hair back into a ponytail. ~~Gotta be comfortable for dress shopping!~~ Shoes firmly on her feet, she exits, and heads to Antonia's quarters. She rings the chime.

Antonia looks to the door. ~~Must be Jen~~ "Come in," she says and the door opens. She smiles, "Hey Jen. Come on in I just need to get my shoes and I'll be ready to go."

Jen walks in, a huge smile on her face, and goes to Antonia and gives her a big hug. "You ready?" She stands by the door, and waits for Antonia to put on her shoes.

Antonia puts on a pair of slip on sandals and walks to the door smiling. "I'm ready if you are."

"Let's go then!" They exit Antonia's quarters, and head for the holodeck. When they reach the program panel, Jen asks, "Garak's? On Deep Space 9?"

Antonia smiles, "That sounds great. I'm so excited, and yet nervous at the same time."

She chuckles as she enters the parameters. "I know, but you'll be fine! Come on, this at least, is supposed to be a LOT of fun!" She takes Antonia by the arm, and leads her into Garak's shop.

Antonia laughs as Jen grabs her by the arm and leads her into the shop. "I am sure that it will be a ton of fun." She begins to look around at all of the different items in the shop.

Garak walks up to them, hands behind his back, and asks, "Can I help you ladies with something? Anything in particular you would like me to show you?" Jen turns to him smiling,

"Well," she points to Antonia, "she's getting married."

Antonia turns around and smiles. She walks over to where Garak and Jen are standing. "Well, I'd like to see some wedding dresses and the accessories to go with them." She smiles brightly and looks over toward Jen.

"And when you're done with her, I need a nice dress to wear as her Maid of Honor."

Garak gets a definite gleam in his eyes, and says, "Well, you've come to the right place! If you would have a seat over here," points to a newly materialized couch, "I'll begin bringing some of my best work out to you."

Antonia smiles at Garak, "Thank you." She looks to Jen, "Shall we take a seat?" Antonia makes her way toward the couch. "I want your opinion on the dresses. I have in mind about what I want, but you never know how that might change."

"Of course!" She plops down on the couch, Indian style, after kicking off her shoes. "Yeah, I know ... let's see what he's got, then go from there. I've heard he can work miracles."

Antonia laughs as she sits down on the couch crossing her legs. "Yeah, well he better be prepared to work miracles, because I can be a very picky person."

Jen laughs out loud at that, and gives her best friend a quick hug. "Look ... here comes the first dress." She sees a model walking towards them, with Antonia's approximate dimentions.

Antonia hugs her friend back and then turns to look at the first dress. "Jen, That dress is beautiful," she watches the model as she turns to allow us to see all of the dress. "I love the train on it."

Jen looks critically at the dress on the model. She notes the nice skirt, but doesn't like the bodice very well. "There's something about the sleeves that I just don't like though." That model leaves, and another enters in another dress.

Antonia watches one model leave and another one enter wearing an equally beautiful gown. Antonia smile, "I like the skirt on this one as well but I don't think I like the puffy sleeves." She looks to Jen, "Your opinion?"

Jen's eyes gleam, seeing this current dress. "I like this one ... the sleeves don't seem too puffy to me, but you're the one who has to wear it!" Smiles at Antonia, then sees the next model to come out.

Antonia laughs, "Yeah, that's true, but I value your opinion as a friend." Looks over the next dress and smiles. "I like the veil that goes with this one but I think the train is too long."

She looks at the newest dress and nods. "Yeah, I tend to agree. But, I'm sure Garak could do something about it. Hmmm maybe the next one will be good." The current model leaves, and another comes out in another gorgeous dress.

Antonia face lights up as she sees the next model enter. She looks over at Jen and smiles brightly. "I love that dress." She watches the model turn so that she can see the dress from every angle. "Everything about that dress is beautiful. I love the sleeves and the train isn't to long and the detail on the skirt is absolutely gorgeous." She looks over at Jen, "What do you think?"

Grinning like an idiot, Jen says, "Yeap. I think you found the one." She shivers. "Wow ... I get such ... emotion from this dress. I think it's the one." She jokingly elbows Antonia, "If you don't take this one, I will ... I'll use it someday!"

Antonia laughs like a teenage school girl. After a few seconds she gets control of herself and begins looking around. "Where did Garak get to?"

Garak jumps out from behind the curtain he'd been watching them from. "You like this one? Would you like to try it on?"

Antonia looks to Jen and smiles and then looks back to Garak, "I would love to try it on." She gets up and follows Garak into the back room. A few minutes later she emerges wearing the dress. She walks over to Jen and slowly turns around. "Well, What do you think?"

Tears spring to her eyes, "Oh my! You look lovely ... Antonia ... it's perfect!"

Antonia smiles brightly and looks back to Garak. "This is the one, I'll take it." She disappears into the back room and changes out of the gown and back into her regular clothes. She then returns to the couch and smiles at Jen. "Okay, now it's your turn."

Wiping her eyes, she sighs. "Antonia ... just wait till Liam sees that!"

Antonia smiles again, "I know, the hard part is going to be keeping it a secret until the wedding day."

"Yeah, I know." She smiles as she sees another model come out, this time in a more subdued dress.

Antonia looks to Jen, "That is a very pretty dress, I like the neckline, but you are the one wearing it, what do you think?"

Looks at the dress critically. "I'm not sure ... I don't get the same feelings that I did on your dress. Let's see another one." That model walks behind the curtain, and another comes out.

Antonia watches as the other model appears from behind the curtain. She watches as she walks over to the couch. Antonia smiles at Jen "I like this one, it is absolutely gorgeous. What do you think?"

"Oh yeah ... I've got those shivers again. Wow ... but, it's off white though ... is that going to be OK?"

Antonia smiles softly, "Of course it's okay." She gives her friend a quick hug. "I think the dresses compliment each other very well."

Garak walks out from behind his curtain again, and Jen stands up. "I just want to be sure ... but I think that's the one I want. Can I try it on?"

"Of course!" Garak responds, leading her into the back.

Jen comes out modeling the dress for Antonia. She holds her hair up, "Of course my hair won't be down ... but what do you think?"

Antonia smiles as she watches Jen model the dress. "You look absolutely gorgeous in that dress. It looks really good on your skin. I think that's the one."

"Well, I love it too! Let me get out of it, then we can make our purchases!" She runs into the back, to get into her knock-around clothes.

Antonia sits on the couch waiting for Jen to return. Her mind begins to wander as she thinks about the future with Liam.

Jen comes out, doing pirouettes into the storefront, holding the box with her dress in it close. "I can't wait for the day now! Well, you know ... I can't wait to wear this!"

Antonia snaps out of her daze when she hears her friends voice and begins to laugh. "I know what you mean." She gets up off the couch and goes over to Garak and gets her gown from him.

Jen turns to Antonia, "All this shopping, I'm hungry now." She grins, "Computer, end program"

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