Rhiannon turned and smiled when she heard the door open. "Oh that's lovely," she said as she walked closer, looking her over. "Except, well," she said as she lifted her hands and took in the bust a bit at the side. "This could stand to come in," she said as she walked behind the woman and stood so the woman could see in the mirror as Rhiannon gripped the fabric and tucked it in again. The cleavage that had once been lost in the fabric became svelte and noticable, but not in a tacky way.