"That's Miss Joseph Joestar"

Joseph rolled his eyes. "Well, you already got your fill of the dress, I don't really see the point," he teased pointedly. Soon he was back in his just as revealing regular clothes.

Caesar shrugged. "I was asking in case you'd like to wear it later...when we're in private.";

"Hmmmm, I think I have something else I'll wear when we're alone that might surprise you," he teased with a grin. "I'll pass this time."

He grinned and patted Joseph on the ass before zipping up his pants.

"Come on, let's get out of here--you must be starving for that gelato."

"Ooh, you're really going to buy me gelato still?!" he exclaimed excitedly. "I thought you'd definitely tell me no. Man, today is awesome," he decided. "Almost better than the five minutes I got to play with my toy plane before Lisa Lisa broke it in half."

"Ah yes," said Caesar, unsure of whether to laugh or be disappointed. "That...thing."

"Come on, you think that today could be any better than that?" he teased, elbowing him in the ribs. "Maybe," he said more quietly, "maybe if we fool around some more after gelato," he grinned widely.

He squeezed Joseph's ass. "Come on, then--pick any place for gelato, and I'll race you there."

"Oh, man, any place?" he asked excitedly. "Are you sure? There's this great place I've been eyeing, but it looks kind of pricey...I mean, I'm rich so that doesn't bother me, but you might not fit in there," he teased.

He nipped his ear again. "I said any place, didn't I? Besides, you're going to buy me that wine."

Joseph felt his face flush slightly. "Oh, yeah, I...uh," he cleared his throat. "Let's go get gelato! I want, hm, I want strawberry, no, hmmm," he tapped his chin as he walked, deep in thought. "Maybe bubblegum."

"I'm in the mood for pistachio," he said, wrapping his arm around Joseph's waist. "Do you like nuts too, JoJo?"

Joseph laughed loudly, elbowing Caesar again. "You're terrible!" he insisted.

"You just did dirty things with me in a changing room. I'll say what I want." He smiled brightly at Joseph and kissed him on the cheek.

"You started it," he told him. "See any patterns here? You're the dirty one in this relationship," he insisted.

"You're the one who willingly put on a dress," he replied.

Joseph spluttered to come up with a reply and settled for roughly shoving Caesar in the shoulder. "Shut up!" he replied, trying not to turn even redder.

"You're also the one who's willingly going to take it in the ass tonight," he whispered, chuckling. "Unless you have a vagina I don't know about."