Thread 1, 2 or maybe 3

The carriage arrived in Coram without trouble. They dropped off the Bisharps at Saver's house, then took the carriage to the shopping district. Saver licked his lips when they saw all the textile shops. Dressing up his slaves, and maids too, was one of his favorite passtimes. "Allright, go to my favorite tailor first and take measurements, then pick some maid dress designs that fit your figure." He said tjhat and headed for a modest-looking shop, but when they came inside, it was apparent that the work here was pretty high-quality.

'I have a feeling I'm going to regret letting him decide my outfit.' Lotus thinks following Saver in and looking around. She felt a bit nervous because she had never been in such a expensive place before. 'Fit my figure, knowing guys as in showing as much as he can get away with.' Lotus thinks grumbling to herself in her head

Saver shouts something to the shop clerk and runs around the store already, starting to pick out fabrics. Lotus is approached by the friendly-looking female clerk. "Good day, I see you've the one with Saver today... you should be happy, he's a generous guy when it comes to clothes... both the good and the less good kind of clothes. Shall I take your measurements?" She points to the dressing room in the corner. Meanwhile Saver has already piled up a bunch of cloth rolls on the counter, took a pen and paper from somewhere and started to draw something frantically. He seemed to be enjoying himself.

'Still don't like the sound of that. Maybe I'll get lucky and he'll prefer long dresses with long sleeves.' Loyus says sighing as shefollws the woman. 'Shopping is just not my thing. I guess nothing is, lately I'vespent more time in a drugged sleep then awake and doing anything. I wish it was as simple as using destiny switch then cutting my own throat, if it was I'd already be free and not stuck as a maid in Corano.' Lotus thinks as she let's the girl measure her

They hear Saver humming softly somewhere outside of the changing room, sounding like he was moving a lot of cloth around. He finally talked. "Great, this will do. I have a catalogue here, show me what kinds of dresses you like, and we'll find a compromise." He gets around behind the counter and takes out a really thick book, presumably the catalogue. He was very familiar with this store, together with its owner and staff, so he walked around it like it was his home.