Raymond was never the type to have fragile masculinity. That being said, he was hesitant about the work uniforms at first. His pal had designed him a ‘Home Tailored for Him’ because they worked with the HHP- the Happy Home Paradise Foundation, which built and styled luxury vacation homes. Little did he know, being part of the whole thing and being on the main vacation island with the office and docks meant he had the potential to be dragged around. But he didn’t complain. Just a way to earn bells. So now he worked in the cafe. Sure, the uniform was a dress. But he liked it. And now he was prancing around, trying to handle three people’s orders at once.