"Give me all the model profiles!" Quentin Tyler said sternly, not cracking even the slightest smile as he grabbed the entire stack of profiles, clearly intent on helping her choose.
Since the fitting couldn't proceed, Jennifer Sullivan continued cutting fabric at her workbench, paying little attention to Quentin's model selection process.
After a while, Quentin placed the chosen profiles in front of her. "From now on, if you need models for fittings, contact these ones."
Jennifer put down her scissors and glanced at the profiles he’d picked. The female models were all dressed quite conservatively, and as for the male models, not only were they conservatively dressed, but their looks were... rather eccentric.
Appearance aside, she knew that the most important thing was the models’ physi
