It's certainly not very often that anyone dares tell Riddle Rosehearts no. But this is a special case. Cater holds up a hand to the other boy, shaking his head. "Hey, today's totally my treat, okay?" They never would've come here if Cater hadn't dragged him, and he isn't altogether certain that Riddle would ever wear these clothes again. It was rare to see him outside of his uniform, after all, and his sense of style didn't tend to lean toward casual.

"It's payment enough for me to get to see you looking so good."