Asher Land took her to a brand-name fashion store, seeming like a regular here, as the staff greeted him with unusual enthusiasm.
"Pick out an evening gown for this lady."
"Sure." The staff expertly brought out the latest style, "This is the newest model, quite fitting for the lady's temperament. Mr. Land, what do you think?"
Asher Land took the dress, furrowing his brows displeasedly.
"This dress doesn't accentuate the waist enough. Find one that highlights her figure."
Sophie Smith stood aside, completely looking like an outsider.
"How about this one, Mr. Land?" The staff kept bringing new designs for Asher Land to review.
"The color should be more subtle."
"The skirt is too short."
"..."
Asher Land truly was an extremely picky person; one would think he was choosing a wife here, why so serious?
Finally, Asher Land picked one he deemed satisfactory.
"Go try it on!"
Sophie obediently took the dress and walked into the changing room.
