Stace: So what are you gonna wear?
Jameil: Oh I'm not at all worried about that...
Stace: Oh true. (It's her thing when she's in agreement.)
Jameil: Because I already know I don't have any ugly clothes.
Stace: *raucous laughter*
Stace: Who says that!?!?
Jameil: What's wrong with that? I don't have ugly clothes.
Stace: Take a step outside yourself, say that again.
Jameil: Ok.... *step* I don't have ugly clothes... yeah no. I still see nothing wrong with that.
Stace: *more laughter*
Jameil: What? Who buys clothes they think are ugly???
Stace: *laughing* You're all I know my clothes look good!
And 3 hours later I'm still right. It's a curse sometimes, really.