The girls seemed to be so enthralled and talked amongst themselves for a minute before their mother barked at them to get back to work and they continued to do so. Del would feel a pinch on her behind as they made temporary connections where the fabric would conjoin for the sewing to take place. That would be by no means the last time either, she soon became a pin cushion on some of the more sensitive areas too, but ironically no drawn blood. However, being surrounded by the girls she soon was pressed up into a prototype of the gown with a neck hole measuring poncho. Getting her situated with that, it was about an hour into the process that Del was now seeing the semblance of a dress as the hoop had loose fabrics all surrounding it as she was tasked with slipping into it. Easier said than done as loose frills, fancy underdress decency layers existed and the hoop was uncushioned.<br/><br/>With biding time they were about almost done with the core of the dress which meant using Del as a pincushion was over. Finka then told the three girls to get Del dressed and head down for lunch, she would continue to put the dress together and waved a finger to Del,<br/>"That man Alexzander is not to see this dress nor you in it. Not until wedding, Sapeechhe?" She said and the two girls gave a little salute before handing Del her clothes and getting her dressed.