Three-Way Meeting (2)

Before leaving the Owl.

Ian first went to greet Dolores. She was standing in front of a woman who looked like a tailor, having her measurements taken. Fortunately, no one had any clothes off, so nothing awkward happened.

“I’m heading out. If there’s another chance, I’ll see you again.”

“Ah, yes. Please get home safely!”

Screeeak.

She replied while placing the tape measure around her waist. After confirming Dolores’s exact waist size, the tailor turned to Ian. The tailor, wearing a bizarre monocle, let out an admiring exclamation.

“Oh... You’re quite a fine model. The mask is impressive, and your body... well, it’s decent enough.”

Her tone made it sound as if she were openly appraising him. Before Ian could even voice his displeasure, she made the first move.

“If you ever want clothes made, come see me. I’ll do it for as cheap as I can.”

“...All of a sudden?”...