"Krem is wonderful, and I'd trust him with anything. He won't go parading around, talking about your suit. And I won't complain about free food."

Nina smiles and laces her arm with Greta's after they hang the suit and shirt on a rack just outside the dressing room. "Am I allowed to come to all your fittings? I promise I'll let Krem do his job, I just want to watch."