"Now that you two are done preparing, Linda, I'd like you and Celia to take their measurements," Nolan said.
The two nodded and quietly went around measuring the fourteen women, noting their height and stature. When they finished, they returned to the living room, where Nolan was standing with a piece of paper in his hand.
"Good," he said. "Well then, I'll be heading to Cedric's shop."
He slipped the measurements into his pocket and left the mansion. The streets of Sindra were lively, and soon he reached the old wooden storefront of Cedric's.
The bell above the door chimed as Nolan entered.
"Welcome, welcome! How may I—oh," Cedric said, turning around with an armful of folded clothes. "It's you, Nolan. What brings you here today?"
"I need female clothes," Nolan said, handing him the list. "These are fourteen different measurements. Make sure each one fits."
