[Self esteem is something Dinah's still working on. Granted, it might be easier without certain people here, but it's definitely a work in progress. She smiles sheepishly and ducks into a changing room with the dress. It takes her a few minutes but when she comes out, her grin is huge. The dress fits her like a glove, highlighting her petite physique and complimenting her skin tone.]
I feel like a million bucks, Mr H!
[She spins round, pulling her hair over one shoulder. Her tattoos are mostly covered by the dress.]
He'll like this, right? With a bit of red lipstick? I can do like, a classy lounge singer, yeah?
[Beaming as she re-emerges, Huaisang looks her over with appreciation, pleased that his choice suits--and fits--her so well.]
I think classy lounge singer would be perfect. [He lacks most of the context there, but he feels like his best guess for whatever classy + lounge constitutes is probably the right mood.] You look fantastic. I'm certain that Rackham and Irving will be impressed.
When you get the job, let me know the details and I'll arrange the other dresses accordingly.
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I feel like a million bucks, Mr H!
[She spins round, pulling her hair over one shoulder. Her tattoos are mostly covered by the dress.]
He'll like this, right? With a bit of red lipstick? I can do like, a classy lounge singer, yeah?
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I think classy lounge singer would be perfect. [He lacks most of the context there, but he feels like his best guess for whatever classy + lounge constitutes is probably the right mood.] You look fantastic. I'm certain that Rackham and Irving will be impressed.
When you get the job, let me know the details and I'll arrange the other dresses accordingly.