Lazuli watched Marron pulling out the two dresses, guessing that the small, softer green one was for her, even as she gave a soft gasp at the way the golden one shimmered, reaching out towards it slowly. The Clerk, seeing the pair had found dresses reappeared, a smile on his face this time "Ah, so you have chosen your dresses, Madam? We have a fitting room, where we can make adjustments as required, to give you the best possible fit."