She laughed. "Little schemer, when did you get so slick?"
"I mean it, Mom. Let me help. I'll get you clothes, makeup."
"What? A guy buying women's things? People will laugh."
"Mom, that's so old-school. Guys buy makeup, they even buy lingerie for women all the time now."
"Alright, alright," she said. "I'll handle it myself. Don't worry."
"Really?"
"Really. You're right, I'm a woman, and I want to look good. But dating? Let's wait until you're married."
"What if I never marry? Would you stay single forever?"
"Little schemer, what's that talk? You'll meet a girl you like, and nothing will be heard," she added, her voice softening with a note of regret.
"Mom, I don't want to marry. I want to be with you forever."
"You're sweet," she teased. "Fine, don't get married, just stay with y
