Caspar makes a little bit of a face at the arrangements, but whatever. If Alex wants to be a stickler for the "rules", he can put up with them in return for his quality work. He puts up with all the measurements, too, although he appreciates how quick and efficient this man is. It makes the process bearable, although he's quick to slide his blazer back on once it's all over.

Adia, meanwhile, has never had anyone take her measurements before aside from her own mother, and one very old lady who needed to check her bra size. The thought of going through that with Alex, despite how nice and considerate he seems, has her a little nervous.

"No, um. It's fine." She holds out her arms, stiff as a scarecrow, waiting for his next order. It helps that Caspar is watching her with mild amusement as opposed to a jealous frown. He likes to think that he is good about hiding those emotions, but she can see it on his face plain as day anytime. The fact that he's accepting these measurements as normal helps her relax. A little. Alex may need to tell her to lower her arms.