she's the kinda song you could play over and over
"Mmhm, I bet that's what you meant." Flora sasses, though to his point, she and the tailor have had sessions where the goal was for her to be able to bend down and show as much skin as possible in a gown, without going too far. Similar comments applied of course to the plunging necklines that she was so fond of wearing to official events.
"Part of a king? How very diplomatic of you." Grinning at Jack in the mirror, Flora very nearly suggests to the tailor that he ought to redo some of his measurements if only to force Jack to stand like an obedient mannequin a little longer, but no sooner has the though occurred to her, than the tailor is straightening and gesturing for Jack to put his sweater back on. You got off easy. Flora thinks, draining the last of her champagne. I'm normally here much longer.
"Part of a king? How very diplomatic of you." Grinning at Jack in the mirror, Flora very nearly suggests to the tailor that he ought to redo some of his measurements if only to force Jack to stand like an obedient mannequin a little longer, but no sooner has the though occurred to her, than the tailor is straightening and gesturing for Jack to put his sweater back on. You got off easy. Flora thinks, draining the last of her champagne. I'm normally here much longer.
