"Heels or flats?". Alanna asked.

"For what?".

We were at the mall. A day we had apparently planned to shop for graduation clothes. I couldn't remember said plan, but I went with it, and it got me out the house for a few hours.

"For under your gown".

"Flats". I didn't trust that I wouldn't fall over my feet or trip over on my heel. "Crocs if I'm allowed".

A laugh fell from her lips. "Crocs are taking out the trash shoes".

She had lost me.

"Do you even own crocs?". She asked.

"No but I ...