(Previous) Giuseppe tilted his head and squinted “If it is messy - not in the workshop - but otherwise, Vai avanti! Giuseppe loves humour.”

Teddy pulled out his Glornist study notebook and lowered his voice as he flipped through the pages. "Try not to let Shep hear what this is about."

After a bit he found the rejected concept sketch for a mitre almost as tall as a watchdog and set it on the counter. Then he whispered,

(Previous) Giuseppe hummed “Two-hundred haterzoids sound fair?”

Freddy's eye widened at the amount, then he beamed as he said,

Dearest Albert! Giuseppe has finished your requested gloves, deepest apologies for the delay..

Would you like them dropped off or would you prefer to pick them up?

(Previous) Giuseppe gasped “You my friend-“ He grinned “Are a GENIUS! Sí; and it can also represent how hateful our empire is! You are truly magnificent!”

Freddy gasped and pointed at Giuseppe.

"I didn't even think about the symbolism! Maybe you could add gnarled, thorny branches showing how twisted and dangerous we are!"

(Previous) Giuseppe nodded, tapping his food “Sí, indeed.. perhaps a more subtle reference to him?”

"Subtle... subtle... what could possibly be subtle about him..."

Freddy suddenly stopped pacing and grinned as he exclaimed,

(Previous) Giuseppe circled Freddy, nodding eagerly “Amazing.. truly incredible.. Giuseppe has a perfect fit for you..” He skittered off to the back, returning with a bright, bedazzled suit. They held it out to Freddy “It will really make your accessories pop,, Giuseppe has more to try if it is not to your liking!”

Orange wasn't exactly Freddy's favorite color (even pre-Wander), but it would look good with the yellow sunglass and red boa.

"This is why you're the fashion guy!" Freddy cheerfully said as he accepted it. Then he looked at Giuseppe.

(Previous) Giuseppe tilted his head, humming and nodding in acknowledgement . “Sí! I see you’re a very wary of those you mix with, hm?” He knelt down and turned the pocket inside out, gently snipping at it and being wary of the seams as to not raise suspicion from the outside “Voila! All a done for you.” He turned to Bert and smiled, standing up again “You have the gloves, sí?”

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Ever since Teddy slipped into the robe, Bert had been mindlessly chewing on the glove he was wearing. Giuseppe's question snapped him out of it. He slipped off the glove he was just gnawing on, tossed it in the bag with the others, and handed it towards the tailor. "Yes! Here. Sorry there are so many. Actually... why does this feel so heavy. There isn't THAT much I thought..." He pulled the bag back towards him and rummaged around in it. A green, three-eyed rat popped her head out after a moment. "Ach!!!! Sherri Jr.!!!! What are you doing in there!!!!" Sherri Jr. sniffed the air, hopped out of the bag, skittered up to and sniffed Giuseppe, then scampered over to Teddy and sniffed him as well.

Teddy hummed in agreement, while figuring that he shouldn't mention that he always carried his blaster anyways.

He watched as Giuseppe cut the pocket and muttered a thanks once he was done. Then he felt the edge before tucking the former pocket in. It would have to be hemmed later to prevent fraying, but the important part was that Giuseppe picked up his hint.

But did Bert? Had he ever mentioned that he used to be a soldier? Teddy grew concerned as he looked at Bert for a reaction, only to see how distracted he was. ...Did he normally go through this many gloves or...?

Teddy's eye briefly widened when Sherri emerged, then his expression softened. He was indifferent towards animals himself (which really, was for the best in his line of work), but it was sweet how Bert cared for her. Even going so far as to make up an experiment to justify her continued existence.

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(Previous) Bert skittered up to the workshop, a bag of gloves thrown over his shoulder, and knocked at the door. He’s not the most patient watchdog, though, so he immediately opened the door and walked in anyway. He scanned the room, looking for Giuseppe, but spotted someone else. “Hallooo- Oh! Teddy?” Bert delights at this familiar face. “Ohoh, what brings you to Tailor Giuseppe’s? Oh! Must it be something to do with the C.A.P.T. project? Comparing materials? Drafting up a pattern? Having a sample sewn up? This is so exciting. I’m quite invested in your progress on this project.” Bert plops both himself and his bag into a seat near Teddy.

When Teddy heard Bert he shrunk in on himself and rubbed the back on his neck. Oh if only he was here for work... That would mean that the C.A.P.T. Project had made significant progress before being inevitably reset.

But nope. He was here for that.

Bert seemed to understand yet... he had to wonder if the whole thing made him doubt his intelligence. What kind of rational man of science would join a cult?

One who left no stone unturned when mundane solutions failed him, that's who. Teddy straightened up and nervously smiled at Bert, while trying his darndest to ignore those newly noticed, frustratingly inconvenient feelings.