"Earl, this is the fifth time this month you've called me in to do personal fittings, for all different sizes!" The over-exaggerated designer exclaimed while she moved frantically about the study.

There were yards of patterned fabrics, spools of thread, and crumpled design sketches everywhere. The study was a mess but Nina Hopkins was by far the best designer in London, and a personal friends of the Earl's. Ciel sat in his grand arm chair sipping a cup of tea while Sebastian stood at attention on his side.

"First measurements were for a baby… then a toddler… which was five days later, might I add! Then multiple times for a petite child-"

"She moved around a lot, she constantly ruined her clothes." Ciel added.

"Now, again for new measurements?! Earl, what are you even doing with my clothes? Who is even wearing them? I haven't seen not a one child running around this manor!"

Ciel and Sebastian gave each other a sly look. They had made sure that when company was scheduled to arrive, they let Hannah and the other three servants go to spend a day in town.

"Earl..." Nina slid closer to Ciel so that they were face to face. Ciel recoiled from the uncomfortable distance. "You're not going to be the one wearing these new gowns I'm making, are you? The measurements you've requested are extremely similar to the measurements that I have on file for you."

"WHAT?! WHY WOULD YOU EVEN SUGGEST THAT?! WHAT BUSINESS WOULD I HAVE WEARING A DRESS—"

"Now, now, bocchan, please calm down."

"Regardless of the mysterious reasons why you need five new gowns, they will be the most fashionable gowns made with the finest materials in all of London!" Nina announced proudly.

Ciel released a hard sigh.

"Any dress will do she just needs clothes."

"When can you have them delivered?" Sebastian asked, receiving a glare from Nina as an answer.

"Oy, answer the question. We need these gowns as soon as possible." Ciel demanded.

"I can get them to you buy the beginning of next week, guaranteed."

Ciel took another sip of tea and calmly placed the cup onto the saucer.

"That won't do."

"Do you require them sooner?!"

"Yes."

"How soon is sooner?"

"Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?!"

"Yes."

"I can't get five dresses done in less than twenty-four hours! Unless you don't want a good quality dress..."

"Fine, make them one at a time then, it's all the same to me. As long as I have at least one dress by tomorrow."

Nina jumped with excitement.

"Yes! A new challenge! To make a fine dress each day for the Earl Phantomhive. I shall do my best!"

"That's great to hear. Now our business here is finished for today. If you would excuse me, I have work to attend to. Thank you for your time, Nina."

"The pleasure is truly mine, Earl. I will see you tomorrow bright and early with your first dress!"

"Madame, if you would follow me this way to-"

"I know where the exit is, thank you! I don't have to be coddled by you, Mr. Hardhead."

As the parlor door shut Ciel sunk into his chair.

"She's always a headache, isn't she Sebastian."

"A very troubled woman indeed."

"I'm glad that is over. Let's just hope Hannah doesn't grow anymore within the next two weeks."

"Agreed."