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Vivianne could easily spot the soft hues of the dress she made in the crowd of attendees. It hadn't taken her that long, but it was still a labor of love. Especially with how close to the deadline it had been. There's a smile on her face as she picks up the skirts of her dress - as she has been this entire evening when not on the dancefloor - and approaches.
Gwen trots obediently behind her trainer, tail and head held up high, as the pink haired seamstress stops next to Frieren. The Eevee had plopped herself down next to her Trainer as the other spoke.
"Mademoiselle Frieren, I'm so happy to see you here! The dress looks incredible. I hope it has held up well on the trip over here, non? Do I need to make any adjustments?"
The next question she asks as she leans in closer - almost conspiratorially, "has your date said anything yet?"