Oh yeah, Calista was never all there. Regardless, she still managed to whip out fashion designs along with bake up a storm. So many people were convinced she was an air elemental, and maybe she was one... like at half of first level. She definitely did all of them justice, that was for sure. Then the woman - Whisper, such a pretty name - started helping out with the fabrics, to which Calista glanced and poked at some more. This woman definitely seemed to know what she was doing. Wait... why was her name familiar? Even if it was vaguely familiar, it stood out in Calista's mind for some reason, and that was usually better than nothing.
"I'm Calista. It's a pleasure to meet you, Whisper," she nodded her head after taking a second to look at the fabric some more, already forgetting that the woman insisted on being called Ms. Charlton. She began to pull out the massive sheet of fabric in hopes of having some of it cut. Yes, it was quite lovely and this woman had a great eye for fabrics and colors. Looking back to the woman, she just blinked for a second before tilting her head to the side. "I'm sorry, but your name... sounds familiar. Are you from around here?"