"Come on, man. Pleeeease." Rauly shifted his weight to his knees and practically begged him, "You owe me for knocking me out and making me lose out on all that time, when I could have been pestering some<i>other </i>poor soul to do this for me hours ago." By this point, he stood up and ran to get his phone. "I know this girl in Wall Market who sells amazing dresses," flipping his phone open he immediately starts texting her, "she can dress you up and do your makeup and everything! You'll be a completely different person. Nobody would recognize you. She eats this kind of stuff up." Not taking his eyes off his phone, his face lit up when he got a response back right away. He looked back up at him and beamed, "So? How about it- uh.....hah,,,I never got your name." A little embarrassed, he put his hand out to his hopeful partner for a handshake, "Name's Rauly."