"Oh my God, Francis," Poppy said, a little irritated now. "Do you honestly think I'd rather wear the speedo over that orange swimsuit? Honestly? Because right now it just feels like you're being petty."
"Because I thought it'd be funny! I thought you'd think it was amusing that I wore that god awful suit. But if it means that much to you, let's go back and get the other one."
She glared at him, seeming agitated. "You seem insulted enough that it makes you act like I've run over your dog."
He looked at her with pleading eyes. "I'll wear it. Only at the hotel though. Not in front of anyone."