[ Her smile is stiff, and obviously so, as she once again observes the tall monster cat before looking back to Donny. To him her smile softens only somewhat, her nerves frayed by this unexpected run-in. She speaks loudly, so the other is sure to understand the real reason for calling him, although something like that wouldn't understand the importance of fashion if it slapped it in the face. ]

This oft gets tangled in my hair and I wish not to make a mess of such a demonstration for one of our poor new Transports. Would you mind modeling it for me whilst I offer example?

[ Anne doesn't need help explaining things, she just needs a live dummy. But if he wants to she won't mind, either. Not like she cares what a rude beast thinks of her. ]