The young Were shook her head as he continued to examine her, smiling over at him. "I feel as though my head is spinning a little bit, but I'll be alright. You're right, I just need to get up and move around." She wasn't entirely sure that that was something that would actually work out, but she was certainly was willing to try. It was too late to take back the blood, so she was going to have to live to the consequences, she supposed. She couldn't deny that she was nervous, or that she felt giddy and... strung out... all at the same time. She had no reason to care if she was the first person that he'd picked up like this, and yet she found herself asking the question all the same. She was not surprised by his answer, though she was pleased that she was different from the majority of his toys. "Well, how lucky I am that I get to relish in your attention then." She grinned over at him.

She didn't mean to fight him as she was lifted out of the car, but the squealing that escaped her was almost a reflex. She giggled as she was placed on the ground, her body leaning into his side to attempt to keep her head from jilting her to the ground. She was pleased that he wanted to dress her, thrilled to play the part of a doll for the evening if it meant getting some new clothes out of it. Ah, she was very much a girl and loved to go shopping and be dressed up. Besides, the outfit she had was rather appropriate for clubbing in the bars she loved so much, but the richer patrons of the club across the street would require nicer clothes. "I doubt they'll let me in... we are so not rich enough for that..." She giggled, though that was hardly the problem at the moment. No, the problem now was getting new clothes. Her favorite kind of problem.

The girl was entirely focused as she perused the racks of clothing, the girl finding that moving around did in fact help the spinning feeling. She couldn't deny that she was feeling stronger, her muscles pulled taut and her body able to hold herself up now. "Mmm, I see lots of things," She commented, licking her lips. She stopped instantly as he showed her a few of the outfits, licking her lips at the first one. That strappy black leather would look so good on her, the skin exposed being what he could touch. She craved the touch. The drug coursing through her system made it feel so good to be wrapped up skin to skin.

"That one," Edie said decisively, moving to step in close to him. "I like things that show more skin than dress," She teased, her eyes twinkling as they met his. "I think for that, I'll willingly ditch my jacket for awhile." She giggled, reaching out to touch the leather material. "It's lovely, is it not? I may need you to help me put it on..." She teased, before she looked down at her own outfit. "Mmm... this kind of outfit needs different shoes. And... jewelry," She commented, quite willing to see how far she could push this outing - and his budget.