Kimblee looked up from where he had been studying that watch, snapping it closed and sliding it easily back into his pocket; he smiled when he saw her. "Lovelier than ever, Miss Altava - "

His gaze flicked downward when she continued, however, that smile shifting into a smirk rather quickly. "...although to be honest, I could leave the boots." His voice was teasingly light, however; the dress was a lovely one on her. It was...rather nice, really.

"I take it everything's all right with it, then?"