Thunder Silks & Horn-Drawn Rainbows

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Dora Amethyst: Relax, kid. It's just silk, not a ghost.

Tomoko: I-it blinked... I swear its plastic eyes moved...

Tomoko: Of course it moved—this whole place feels like a horror game bonus stage...

Noko: Pretty echoes, huh?

Tomoko: Gah—horn-girl! Warn me before you start haunting the windows!

Dora Amethyst: If you're done shrieking at my dress form, want to earn your keep? Hold this end of the tape.

Tomoko: I—I can do that... probably.

Noko: If the dummy scares you, imagine the sketches upstairs—they've got eyes too.

Tomoko: Sketches with eyes? Note to self: never accept shelter from tall, elegant strangers during thunderstorms.

Dora Amethyst: Congratulations. You're officially the first model to stand still enough for me to drape without pinning. Terror beats training every time.

Tomoko: Mmph—modelling wasn't in the brochure!