"They don't fit quite right, but that's why you need some of your own. And you do look much nicer with new clothes." Rarity delivered her assessment with a smile, heading towards Jaime with her pincushion in tow. "Arms out, please, and stand still." She waited for him to comply, then began carefully pinning the shirt and jeans to fit. It didn't take too long - she was getting accustomed to designing for and fitting humans by now. "Alright," she said, stepping back as she finished, "clothes off, please - carefully."

Back turned, she sorted through her supply of fabric while waiting for Jaime to change clothes. "Do you have any preferences? Fabric, sleeve length, colors - anything to make you more comfortable?"