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Shesha gave a nod of his head, "Yes, they are very important people after all and making friendly with them can be quite beneficial. It's something that you mean to take advantage of I'm sure?" Why wouldn't she? It would be pretty foolish if she didn't use having such customers to her advantage. Just imagine if someone hired her on exclusively, just to taunt the other ladies at various parties by showing off what they couldn't have. It almost made him wish he were in a position where he could do such a thing... one day perhaps.

"I see, Lady Sarosca? Interesting. I will definitely keep that in mind, thank you." It was always good to know the parties that were going on, who was going to them, and who wasn't. Those that weren't invited tended to be the most interesting since there was always a reason for why someone wasn't invited... and that tended to be very juicy gossip.

"Hm... a few days? And the quality is still good enough to stand up to a party? Dancing? As well as other activities that one might get up to during such a party?" He had to say that he was kind of impressed, especially knowing that some seamstresses took far longer then that just to make themselves seem more important. Giving a thoughtful sound he asked, "And your prices, what are they like? What of the materials that you work with?" He stepped away from the booth so that he could walk a circle around her, getting a good look at what she was wearing, then reaching out to let his fingers move along the sleeve of her dress, wanting a closer inspection.

"That is a good first step." He agreed. If her customers told their friends and those friends told other friends it would be good for her business. Giving a chuckle he said, "It will be even better for your business if rivals end up finding out about you. They will want to one up one another and get you to make more and more elaborate things. I'm sure you will make a killing then." It would be the sort of war that he would rather enjoy watching from the side lines, ever finding those sorts of perzi fights to be amusing if he wasn't involved in them.

Giving a nod of his head as she set to explaining her process he said, "I see... I rather like the sound of that. It works well for those who are picky when it comes to the sorts of cloth that they are interested in." Someone like Shesha for instance could be quite picky, something that her methods allowed wiggle room for. It was fairly interesting if you asked him. That she did sketches as kind of interesting as well because that meant the design process was in many ways outside of her own hands. She catered to those she was working for those, which would likely please many of the noble ladies as well as stroke their egos.

It showed that this one was definitely the sort that new what she was doing when it came to dealing with the nobles.

Shesha lifted a hand up to cover up a bit of a laugh, unable to help it, before he said, "You have no idea." It was in regards to her comment about noble enjoying being hands on with things. It was amusing to him since he knew that full well and not because of anything that had to do with sewing. Not that the girl would know of what he was thinking about... or so he assumed. She seemed like a rather 'nice girl' sort to him. He supposed that he could be wrong though and it could all be an act to get attention. He knew there were those who enjoyed that type.

Turning his attention back to the table as the young woman did he found himself scanning things, finding a rather nice piece that he could have fun with. A nice, glittering emerald that was meant to be a belly jewel. It was the sort of piece design solely to get more attention upon one's self, making it a piece that he rather liked.

"Once I have a bit more in the way of spending money saved up I might have to get something designed by you." He said to Masika before he went looking through the piece again, searching for something for a certain little fish that he knew. A nice gift for him, to see if he could again throw him off his game when they next met. There was nothing better then messing around with him just a bit he thought to himself with a bit of a grin.

Lifting a hand Shesha gave the retreating Masika a little wave as she retreated. He gave a bit of a chuckle before turning back to the booth, returning to his shopping. That had been a fun little diversion, now to find a way to distract himself for a little while longer. He'd have to get back home to the 'old man' and his magic lessons soon enough but before then he meant to have a continued good time.

He bought a few pieces from the jeweler, went to look through cloth at another booth debating what he might want Masika to make him something out of, then he was off to find himself a sweet snack. After all of that and a bit of perusing of the attractive people who were visiting the market place he was on his way back home. Best that he got to work or else the 'old man' was going to think he was slacking off or something, not something that he was about to let happen.