[ Gaunt indeed leads the way, coming to a rather run-down set of stores, with an elaborate facade that quickly gives way to a certain faded shabbiness in the receiving room. Mr. Jaume himself is a very slender, somewhat pallid man with dark hair and dark eyes, and he raises an eyebrow at chall before whispering to Gaunt, then nods assent as he leads them both a back room.]
The costumes are in here. I'm... always glad to be of help. [ He smiles, a little sadly at Gaunt, who smiles back, before ushering himself and Chall into the dressing room, trying to pick out something less... ostentatious for himself. ]
Any luck? [ he asks, as he looks over various military dress uniforms, there are a lot of those and widow's clothes in here. ]