Merlin, whoever this woman was, she was a world away from the unreasonable Mrs. Reading. Juliana could hardly believe her ears. Thank you? Much appreciated? Jules had just dumped tea on her and caused this whole predicament in the first place, and this woman was treating the entire situation as though she was an inconvenience. Juliana got down the typical small plate of biscuits that she always put out for customers at Lytton's, then added a second layer of treats so that the plate transformed into a small mountain of iced treats. It was Christmas, after all — and she was determined to make up for nearly freezing the poor young lady to death. It wasn't as though Mr. Lytton paid enough attention to the refreshment closet to notice the discrepancy, anyway — and if he did, he'd probably just blame it on Juliana, who had a habit of absently snacking when she was bored.

"Here," she said upon delivering the cookie plate. She was about to flit away again in pursuit of the stain-removing potion, but hesitated when she noticed that the woman was still entirely dressed except for her coat. She didn't want to press if she wasn't comfortable undressing any further than that, but it would be much easier to dry and clean everything if she stripped just a bit more. "Perhaps you could hang your scarf and gloves?" she suggested gently, indicating the rack again. She then promptly turned her back, in case her unexpected guest was shy about taking anything off why she was watching, and went off to find the stain remover.

"Mr. Lytton has all the best potions stocked, you can imagine," she explained, calling back over her shoulder as she busied herself in a closet near the tailor's fitting area. "Just in case anything should happen. So it won't be any trouble at all to get the stain out, particularly if we get it on right away. They'll be good as new in a heartbeat, honestly."