"Something tells me I'll be finding a job specifically to sink all of my money immediately into wardrobe." Molly mused with an amused laugh, picking up on what Harley was about. No commitments for this tiefling but Alex was certainly pretty, and clearly a witty sort. If he was amenable there was nothing wrong with a little dalliance here and there at least, and otherwise they'd be lovely gossiping buddies.

"However it seems that we should leave our lovely tailor to his business," He grinned, offering an arm gallantly in Harley's direction, like an escort at a grand ball. "Shall we then, Harly dear?"