Once Alice was out of the carriage, Emlyn smiled and turned to the cat lady that came out to greet them. Azure was one of Emlyn's older acquaintances, going from bitter and grudging employee to a friend and occasional confidant. Thus, he knew that Azure was truthful when she hadn't had the pleasure of working on clothing for more well to do women. Most of them had what they needed, or had attempted to take some of Emlyn's property. So naturally, Azure's clientele was much smaller than the woman would have hoped for. He gave the tailor time to let her contained excitement to subside before he properly spoke. "Good Evening, Azure," Emlyn said politely, gesturing that they should go inside. "This is Ms. Alice Clark. And I have a feeling she will be your latest favorite person."<br/><br/>The trio entered the shop quickly, with Emlyn shutting the door behind them. "Ms. Alice has been taken from her home by a group of cultists, kidnapped without even allowing her the clothes on her back. And until we can send her home, she will be staying with me. So a full wardrobe for the young lady would be appreciated," Emlyn said, technically speaking the truth, but not the complete truth. He turned slightly to Alice and gave her a slight, reassuring nod at this fact, hoping Alice would catch on. The store seemed small, with tables and mannequins displaying various pieces of fine clothes. In Alice's world, most of it would be considered designer levels of quality and style. There was no changing rooms, instead replaced with mannequins and racks behind oriental collapsible privacy walls. A counter and a doorway was at the back of the room, though with how cramped the space was, the register never seemed too far away.<br/><br/>As Emlyn explained, Azure dipped into the back, making a bit of noise as she rummaged through what one could only assume was materials for her upcoming task at hand. "Thus, it is not my choice to make at this current time. I believe it is up to you two ladies," Emlyn said, separating from the two of them. Before he could move too far, Azure was back, tossing materials over the counter and a privacy wall. The cat woman's hand shot out, grabbing hold of Emlyn's arm to keep him from moving. The feline face was not looking up to the man, but instead to the tear on his suit.<br/><br/>"Mr. Cyncad! What have you done to my creation?" Azure lamented, tracing the cut with her finger.<br/><br/>"As I said, Ms. Alice was taken by cultists," Emlyn said. "When I stepped in, one of them attempted to remove me from their path. And I believe we both know how that usually goes." Azure made a sound of disgust and rolled here eyes, placing her finger at the top of the cut. A bit of tearing could be heard before, in one fluid motion, she drug her finger over the cut. When she removed her finger, the cut was gone and the suit was repaired. Emlyn simply chuckled. "Thank you Azure. I will be sure the payment finds it's way into your account by tomorrow," Emlyn said, gently removing himself from her grasp.<br/><br/>Azure then promptly turned to Alice, beginning to guide her behind the privacy wall. "Tell me, Ms. Clark. What kind of exquisite outfits would you like for me to stitch?" she asked, the disgust from earlier already gone and instead replaced with giddiness. Emlyn took a seat in one of the chairs near the door, picking up a book that was placed out for waiting customers to read. Though Azure was a skilled tailor and gifted with spell-stitching, Emlyn knew that the cat lady would want to take her time while creating the perfect 'casual' outfit for Alice to wear out of here, and templates of formal and casual wears, before setting to work on having the rest of the wardrobe made once the pair had left.