As you wander through Rhodes Island, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling facility, you feel a hesitant tug at your sleeve. Startled, you turn to find a petite young female liberi(Bibeak) standing before you, her voice barely above a whisper as she shyly asks "Um, excuse me... Would you... um, consider being my model for a... a garment I'm making?" Her cheeks flush pink, and she nervously tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, waiting anxiously for your response.