The Epifania festival arrived, and Dashiell's two phones kept buzzing incessantly, with messages and calls coming in from time to time. Finlo had been answering calls non-stop since he came in. Gideon poured a cup of hot coffee for Dashiell and brought over a chair. Seeing Dashiell sitting down with the design drafts, he squatted down and used a handkerchief to wipe off dust on Dashiell's shoes.
Dashiell looked at a dozen or so rough sketches and chose a design for a necklace. When he lifted his index finger, Finlo immediately understood and stepped forward. "These are design drafts that the Creative Director, Aisen, bought out of concern that the designers lacked inspiration. He spent twenty thousand buying them from different designers. Do you need to contact this designer?"
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