"Well, if you like, this could just take a few minutes. Kayla, I'll just be a tick. So, how about we get you that pretty little dress you wanted, and I'll see about whipping up some stockings as well, along with the leotard."<br/><br/>Surtur then finishes pulling an assortment of threads and materials from various boxes, carefully measuring amounts out, then placing them in a neat pile, going over the notes again.<br/><br/>"Well, let's see, let me just get a good mental image, yes..."<br/><br/>Slowly, its eyes begin to light up, bathing the entire room in a pale glow, and as it places one bladed finger on the material. At that point, the clothing does not just make itself, instead, everything seems to meld into one sphere for a moment, before it begins to reshape. First, the short, split-sided dress emerges from the sphere, shimmering and in perfect condition, then the leotard appears atop it. Finally, a pair of lovely stockings are formed from the remainder of the sphere.<br/><br/>"Let me just go and take these out the back, I need to treat them magically with my secret process, for the cleaning and repairing."<br/><br/>Carefully carrying them out a small door, Surtur takes the clothing away out of sight. There is a ripple of air pressure, a high-pitched squealing sound, unlike any that a living creature could surely make, and a sudden flicker of green and purple light. Soon after, it emerges, carrying the clothing.<br/><br/>"Well, here you are. I think that's all ready. So you could wear these now if you want. You could pay for them here and now, or we could work the contract out and just deduct it from your pay. Understand of course that it's a binding contract, if someone intentionally tries to weasel their way out it will be ever-insistent in forcing them towards their end of the bargain. That's the only reason why I'd allow any payment before the job is done. After all, we devils are very untrusting - probably because we're so untrustworthy."<br/><br/>A huge grin forms on its face.