"Erm..." I stumbled.
"Actually, don't answer that," she giggled. "Come over to my place and I'll find you something to wear. Your wardrobe probably consists mostly of work outfits, right?"
"You got that right," I nodded, embarrassed.
"I just need to clear up my work station, and then I'll meet you outside in the car park," Lucy smiled. "I promise, you'll feel a lot better."
She gave me a reassuring wave, before she turned on her heel and began walking away from my workstation. A smile formed on my face, and I couldn't stop it from forming. I felt warm inside.