"Lord Seiou, I want to wear a dress like that too," she said.
"Of course, I've prepared one for you as well... Jerry, come in please."
Jerry, the head tailor, came in along with a group of skilled seamstresses. They had come with us and were waiting outside the gate.
They were all experienced seamstresses. They said that simple alterations, like shortening a dress to a mini or adding a slit, could be done in time for the evening opening.
"I want a slit like Lucia's," one said.
"You're too short for that. A mini would suit you better," another replied.
"Hey that's mean!"
"A mini would look cute on you, Kreha. You have nice legs."
"Really? Maybe I'll go with that then."
"If we're cutting, let's use a different dress. I'll grab it, so wait here."
The women seemed to have their own trusted seamstresses, and they quickly started discussing what kind of dresses to make. It was a bit loud, but the lively atmosphere was nice.
"Lord Seiou, we finished these too."
