More than anything

Nina just cackles gleefully and lets go of Greta. "You wait here," she says as she leaves the dressing room on a mission. She paws through a rack of waistcoats until she finds something that she thinks will fit.

She comes back and takes it off the hanger once she's back in the dressing room.

"People's jaws will hit the floor if you do this, you know. And I mean that in a good way. Saints, but you look so terribly dashing."

She knows she's used that word already, but it really does fit, she thinks.

"We can find you some nice heeled boots to give you a height boost."