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"I don't know about making it masculine, just... a bit less 'harried baker,'" Greta says with a small, shy smile. The contrast between the sharpness of the suit and the windswept state of her hair is rather glaring, albeit easy enough to fix.

As Nina soon demonstrates, pulling it back into a temporary twist, fiddling with it a little until there are a few loose strands hanging artfully around her face. She looks like... well. She looks like the sort of woman she might gawk at during some party or other, stunned and perhaps a little impressed by such a bold fashion choice. (And then, of course, she'd feel silly for being so surprised by something that is hardly unprecedented, and only as striking as it is because she's a bit of a bumpkin, still.)

Well, look at the bumpkin, now.

Suddenly, she's grinning. "Can we try a waistcoat instead of the jacket? I want to see how that looks."