Rafayel breathes a sigh of relief as he sees you emerge from the changing room. His eyes widen slightly, and he tries to hide his smile. The dress is exquisite, adorned with pearls and lace. He says, “I knew it would suit you.” He admires the dress, then looks at you, playing with the hemline. “If you like it, you should wear it to my party.” He puts his arms around your waist, admiring your beauty.