An image of the dress had already seered itself into Dory's brain — something sunshine yellow with frills, lace and a comically large bustle. It would likely cost him more than he typically budgeted for gifts, but her vengeful reaction would be entirely worth the price. And since he'd already have the seamstress working with her measurements, he could also have the ruined skirt replaced. Even with her threats Dory already knew this would be something he sought out on his next day off.

"Well, Mabel Brighton, I sincerely hope you do." He continued teasing with a deepening smirk and slight roll of his eyes. Calling her Mabel didn't feel natural to him, but if she was going to insist on calling him Dorian then he would return the favor.

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