Lily shrugged. "A little. Enough to turn a cheap dress into something nice, or to fix the cut so it fits properly." Smiling, she looked around at the racks of last year's fashions. “Once I started earning bits, I used to almost live in places like this. Actually, that's not true -- Hackney Trot is unused leftovers from last year's catalogue. I mostly spent my time a step down from here, rooting around in thrift shops full of used clothing; Manehattan is full of 'em. Found some real gems that were years and years old but didn't take too much work to make good as new. I still have a few of them stuffed in the back of my wardrobe."