The fashion designer was back still around, though he'd put aside the treadle machine and the dressmaker's dummy for the moment in favor of food
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"Doing pretty well." She looks tired, but still in a good mood. "Working toward Milan? Or have you done already?" as she can't know how long ago that was for him.
"Still working on it." He said with a smile, nodding towards the skirt on the dressmaker's dummy.
It was a layered and tiered skirt, linen with a cobweb pattern, "Decided to use the whole 'time stops' thing as a tactical advantage. Get the time to make things myself."
He shrugged, "Not that I'm against having people make things from my designs, I just... y'know, I can get a better feel for it if I do it myself."
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"Hello," and she's smiling. "How are you?"
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He chewed quickly, swallowing and smiling half-sheepishly, "Hello again. Doing alright, how've you been?"
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It was a layered and tiered skirt, linen with a cobweb pattern, "Decided to use the whole 'time stops' thing as a tactical advantage. Get the time to make things myself."
He shrugged, "Not that I'm against having people make things from my designs, I just... y'know, I can get a better feel for it if I do it myself."
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