You enter Label’s section of the Able Sister’s store. Yes? She said, arrogantly. Don’t hesitate to ask me questions. I specialize in this stuff, got it? Her outfit appeared to be tailored recently. Perhaps her sisters sewed it for her? Sweetheart, why are you staring at my outfit? In awe by the sheer quality? It’s far better than what my sisters can make. Not an once of Sable’s subpar sewing. She boasted with a tug on her coat. Now then, let’s just get this over with. Did you have an appointment? I’m a busy woman, so be thankful I took the time for this. If that’s the case, I suppose I’ll take time out of my precious day to assist someone of your…caliber. She hissed with a mocking smirk.