"He made one for himself, too," Bella says. "He's toyed with the idea of being a designer. Why, want a custom dress?"

"I suspect that I do," says Janine.

"Lemme call him up and see if he wants to expand his dressmaking activities," Bella says, and she pulls out her actual phone and actually calls Alice.

"Hi!" says Alice, from his bedroom in the stupidly huge house. "What's up?"

"My roommate got a look at the little black dress. She wants to know if you'd make her stuff, too. For that matter I could imagine you being popular among people here in general. Want?"

"Ooh. Very want!" he says. "I probably won't make 'em for everybody, though. Will that piss people off and do you care?"

"If you mean you don't want to be deluged in orders, the solution to that is called 'raising your prices until you have the amount of business you want'," Bella says. "If you mean you want to refuse to make dresses for certain individuals you take a random dislike to, that will piss people off and I will care a little."

"I mean I won't make a dress for somebody I don't wanna make a dress for," he says. "Maybe 'cause I don't like them, maybe 'cause I just can't think of anything good."

"Oh. In that case it's called 'being eccentric and requiring the muse to command you' or something like that," says Bella. "That will only piss off annoying people and I will not care."

"Awesome. In that case, you can pimp out my sewing machine all you want."

"Spiffy. What shall I quote as a ballpark figure when asked?"

"Pick something you think they can afford," he says. "I don't actually care about making money."

"I know you don't, but there's that 'deluge of orders' problem - there are more than enough people here to keep you working twenty-four hours a day if you charge only what you spend on materials." [What you spend on materials. And we don't want anyone wondering where you get such cheap fabric or how you can make so many clothes as a one-person operation.] "How does a round hundred sound?"

"Yeah, sounds great," he says. And also: "I love you."

"He doesn't care about making money," Bella says. "Like, at all."

"In that case it is unsurprisingly affordable!"

Bella laughs. "Yes. So think about what you want, and I can tell him."

"I will do that," Janine says happily.