[ Baby?! He's caught in between seething in place and wanting the asphalt to swallow him whole as he stares at Prompto in embarrassment and disbelief before covering his face with his palm. Is he serious right now? How the hell is he going to get out of this now that she probably thinks they're a couple? ]

What's wrong with you?! Don't tell her something like that!

[ He hisses that low so only Prompto can hear before letting himself finally be dragged inside the shop and assaulted visually with all kinds of satin, lace, bows. The merchandise is never-ending, and Noctis can't quite contain his horror at the sight. Why is there even such a large men's section in a place like this? ]

S-so ...there's that, honey. A whole wall of ...lingerie.

[ He can't contain the giant visible cringe on his face at the term of endearment nor at his attempts to try and smile, quite certain he really is going to have to murder Prompto later for this, but first thing's first- they're here to investigate the disappearances. He might as well focus on that and not get so caught up in all the frills jumping at him, wondering just what it is about this lingerie that is affecting people.

It looks harmless enough from up close, if not devastatingly tacky. Do people really enjoy looking at this stuff, let alone wearing any of it?

He sighs in resignation before shoving Prompto forward- ]

Go and pick one out quickly so we can get out of here.