"That just makes this a more interesting challenge," he says with a wink. No need for Harley to do anymore work than critiquing his designs and submitting herself to measurements. Everything else is his job.

He nods at her preference of darker colors and immediately begins looking over everything on the tables around them. After a moment, he finds a fabric Harley most assuredly touched in her rearranging and offers it to her.

"I notice you tucked this back in with some other darker fabrics. Does that mean this isn't up to your standards? Or were you waiting for the right idea for it to work for you?"