Lovina couldn't believe her eyes. Many people could only dream of getting a dress from here. They did dresses for all occasions and were best known for their fantastic evening dresses and wedding dresses. The reason they were so well know was because each dress that came out of that door was unique. No two dresses were ever the same. The people who worked in the shop aimed to make each customer feel special in their own perfectly tailored dress. They didn't sell off the rail unless a person didn't like the dress made for them, which was very rare, or something else had happened causing them not to need one. So in that case the dress was returned to the store and was sold for a lower price but was still an original. She looked to Antonio with a bit of a grin.

"Why did you get work experience in a dress shop?" She asked trying not to snigger. Antonio blushed a little realising how that must sound. He tried to laugh it off.

"Well during my course we had to do a work placement. It was a bit of a scramble as there weren't many 'dance' jobs around. I was given a choice between cleaning up in a dance studio or working here. I chose to work here and I found it really interesting."

"Really?" Lovina grinned. "What did you find so interesting?"

"Not what you're thinking." Antonio chuckled catching her grin. "I found it interesting how different fabrics create different effects. I kinda know my way around finding the right fabric for dresses to dance, though I did do a little sewing while I was here." Lovina couldn't help but laugh at the image of Antonio sewing a dress.

"Well come on." She giggled. "Let's see what you remember." Lovina grabbed Antonio's hand and dragged him into the shop.

Inside the shop was a very interesting set out. Along one side of the room was a load of magazines and books showing different dresses and fashions set up on tables for people to look through. Opposite to them were some changing rooms that lined the other side. In the centre of the shop there was a desk with a lady sitting there. She had shoulder length blonde hair and green eyes. Behind her and the desk were loads of sewing machines and rolls of fabric, all different colours, textures and designs. The lady at the desk looked up to the couple as they entered.

"Antonio." She smiled. "Long time no see."

"Yeah, it has been a while." He smiled. The lady stood up and walked round to them.

"So what can I do for you two?" She asked smiling to them.

"Well..." Antonio slipped his arm around Lovina's waist and pulled her towards him. "We are going to an audition to try and win an entertainers job at the hotel I work at." He explained. The lady nodded.

"And so you need outfits. Antonio you can get away with a shirt and black trousers." She smiled. "I'm sorry Miss I haven't introduced myself. I'm Miss Belgie."

"I'm Lovina." She said softly, she wasn't one for jealousy but she for some reason didn't like this lady.

"Nice to meet you Lovina." She smiled. "So what kind of dress are we looking for, but first what kind of dance are we looking at?"

"I'm not sure yet, either a salsa or tango. We're yet to decide." Antonio said scratching his head.

"Oh well doesn't mean we can't start." She smiled. "Now Lovina, the first thing we need to do is take your measurements. Then if you want you can look over there at the books and magazines to get idea's for what you want. If you note down the elements you like and don't like, we can start designing the dress for you. Then when we get a confirmation of the dance we'll tweak it to suit and ask what you think. Though I do suggest having some colours in mind as well, but we'll do that later. Hold on a moment while I go and find the tape." Miss Belgie smiled and went back to her desk. Lovina looked to Antonio a little overwhelmed by all this. She had never been to somewhere like this before. And when she had gone to similar, they were never this friendly. Antonio hugged her gently.

"You okay Lovina? You seem a little lost." He said softly. Lovina nodded slowly.

"I'm just not used to having this much time and effort spent on me. I really don't feel I deserve it. Not after everything I've done."

"Now don't talk like that." Antonio whispered holding her. "I don't really care what you've done or how you came to be the person you are. I think you've had it rough and it's about time someone showed you how much they care."

"You won't after you find out why no one does." She said in an sad tone. Antonio gently tilted her head up to meet his.

"Lovina... you could of killed someone. But even that will not change my feelings for you." Antonio said softly capturing her lips. Lovina felt so confused. She didn't deserve any of this, but Antonio made her feel special. He loved her more than she even loved herself. She couldn't stop a tear rolling down her cheek.

"Do you really mean it?" She asked. Antonio smiled to her.

"I would never lie to you." He said softly. Then the couple became aware that Miss Belgie was standing to one side waiting for them to finish. They both looked to her. Miss Belgie was smiling to them.

"Seems you finally found someone Antonio. I was getting worried." She smiled. "You need to keep hold of Lovina. She really does need someone like you to stick with her. I know the stories, I know they are not true. You need to stick with her and save her from the mess she's in, if not I'm coming after you for a reason why."

"I wouldn't lose her for the world." Antonio said a little shakily. It seemed Miss Belgie could be quite intimidating if she wanted to. Lovina half smiled at Miss Belgie's words. At least not everyone thought she was no good and should be hated. Miss Belgie seemed to smile to the pair of them.

"Antonio, since you've worked here for a while. Can you measure Lovina? I'll write down the measurements." She grinned. Antonio's cheeks went red as he looked to Lovina. Lovina was going a similar colour. "Oh come on you two, are we not all adults here?" She handed Antonio the measuring tape. He undid it clumsily and was soon ready. Lovina found this rather amusing. Antonio started on her arms and neck, working his way to his shoulders. Lovina and Miss Belgie couldn't help but giggle as he had to do her bust measurement and the her waist. By the time he had finished he was almost as red as a tomato. Lovina and Belgie couldn't help but burst out into fits of laughter. Antonio did see the funny side of it, but he was far to embarrassed to start laughing as well. As the pair calmed down Belgie looked over the measurements. "Right I'll write these up. Lovina you can look over there and work out qualities you like and don't like. Come over to the desk once you have a list."

"Okay. Thank you." Lovina nodded still giggling. She walked over to the shelves and had a look at the pictures of dresses. Antonio had slowly returned to his normal colour and went over to join her. Wrapping his arms around her waist.

"So, got any ideas?" He asked as she flicked through the pages.

"Well... I'd like something long. Not really into any sleeves and definitely no thin straps. I'd like something over my shoulders though." She said flicking through the book. "Nothing that low cut, I hate having low cut stuff." She was referring to her current 'work' dress. It was a nice colour, but it showed way to much of her chest and had a slit up the side exposing her legs. She wanted this dress to make her feel more like a dancer than a tease. Antonio nodded as he looked at the pages. He knew what kind of dress she meant. Thinking about it, he really wanted to see her in a nice long dress that when she spun around, the skirt fluttered out. He wanted her to feel comfortable and confident in the dress, and feel like she had respect and could enjoy herself. After a while Lovina had made her list and handed it over to Miss Belgie. She smiled and nodded.

"If you come in tomorrow, I'll have some sketches up for you." She nodded to them. "Hope you two have a good day."

"You too." Antonio smiled as the couple left the shop. As they walked along the street Lovina could feel herself getting excited. She was getting her own designed dress that she would like. She had always wanted to have a unique dress that she liked. She held Antonio's hand as they walked. The pair of them soon reaching a small cafe.

"I think we should sit here." Lovina said pulling him to his seat. "This is one of my favourite cafes."

"Okay sure." Antonio smiled as he sat down. Lovina sat opposite him, picking up the menu her nerves started to set in. She had never told anyone else her secret. Apart from Roderich and Vash, no one knew of the whole 'Lady Luck' thing. Some of the guys worked out she was lucky, but none of them knew to what extent it all worked out. Antonio could see Lovina had become nervous. "Lovina... are you alright?" She had to tell him now otherwise she would back out. She knew she had to.

"Antonio... there is something I need to tell you." She said in a serious and nervous tone. "You have treated me better than anyone I've ever met. I want to tell you how I got caught up in all this mess." She spoke slowly. "I don't want you to tell anyone else, except possibly your 2 friends, but they must promise not to tell anyone."

"What is it?" Antonio asked unsure. Inside his head were running all the worst case scenarios.

"The reason I told you to stay away from the start was because my job is to..." she took a breath. "My job is to make people lucky so they win loads of money."

"That's doesn't sound that bad..." Antonio started. Lovina shook her head, not even being able to look at him.

"That bit isn't... but after I make they lucky. I'm ordered to leave them so when they gamble without me... they lose everything."

"How? How can you control such a thing? Surely it's all down to luck." Antonio gasped thinking back over all the times she had been with him. While she was there he had never lost. But that was just coincidence. Right?

"It is down to Lady Luck." Lovina said meeting his eyes, her face completely serious. "And that is my curse."