Makoto let out a small chirp as he was asked to move, plopping onto the floor as his eyes darted back and forth between Whisper and Kikuya. The model and her familiar eagerly followed her to where her latest designs were. Kikuya parted her lips in awe as she took in the beautiful sights surrounding her. Whisper always knew how to make a perfect look and this was by far no exception. And the evening dress, wow, it was completely stunning. Kikuya was tempted to chuck off her Versace gown to trade for that one, but from the looks of it the tall, skinny model was not the perfect fit for it. A thought flew into her mind about telling Whisper to suddenly tailor it on the spot for herself for the night, but then she remembered she still had to pick up Cecilia and arrive to the party at a somewhat fashionable manor. Not to mention she accessorized to strictly match her red dress. Kikuya had no doubts that Whisper probably a closet filled with accessories to match every occasion and color scheme, but again, time was a factor.
"Lovely, is beautifuru!" Kikuya exclaimed while walking in closer to examine it better. "Design-ah always goodu. Very very goodu. You make-ah more, yes?"
As she looked on over to Whisper in hopes that she would agree, Makoto rubbed himself up against Whisper while checking out the dress. You need something matching for a cat, you know. Could have some potential business there. Oh, he wasn't fishing for potential free gifts at all. Makoto? Pff, never!