On the other hand, one could never accuse Stephanie of being clumsy. If a big cat ever adopted bipedal locomotion, that would be her.

Well, that was certainly forward. She certainly had thought her jeans had fit well. But she showed no sign of being slightly offput- she took it for what it was, a professional suggestion. She was a seamstress after all.

"That's what you get with our horrible New York winters. Thicker everything."

She smiled. "Perhaps I'd do well to get something here, though." She looked around a little at some of the clothes on the rack.