Angelique stepped through with a barely-suppressed laugh, waiting for Fin to catch up again. Of course he was a perfect gentleman. He was probably perfect through and through.

"Threads, buttons, needles, and hidden zippers are the furthest possible thing from magic, but it's kind of you to say. If ever you need a shaping corset and an accurate bustle, call me, and then we'll talk magic. A little padding here and there, and even you can have an hourglass figure," she teased, though carefully lowered her voice on the joke. No use attracting the wrong sort of attention here.