"Ms. Monroe, do you feel like anything isn't quite right?"
"You don't have to call me Ms. Monroe. You can just call me Melody." Melody really wasn't used to the formal title.
Seeing how easygoing and down-to-earth Melody was, the two women relaxed a bit.
"Luna, is the waist too big?"
"Let's tie the sash a bit tighter and see."
Melody stood there like a patient mannequin, letting the two women help her try on one costume after another.
With an expert eye, the two women pointed out the imperfections in each costume. It looked like they would need more alterations.
By the time they had tried on all the costumes, two hours had passed.
Talia Mercer brought in some fruit and water. "Melody, have something to eat."
"Yes! I'm seriously starving." Melody eagerly took the food and began popping one piece of fruit after another into her mouth.
Talia Mercer had also thoughtfully prepared milk tea and pastries for the two women.
