"I—" Madam Baker paused briefly, then said gently, "I also wanted to show you my closet. That way, if I don't like the clothes you design, we won't waste your time."

"Sure, that'd be great," I agreed happily.

Madam Baker turned to Derek. "Derek, why don't you go have breakfast in the dining room? When you're done, bring some for Ms. Collins too."

"Okay," Derek said, giving us a suspicious look before heading towards the dining room.

I thought Madam Baker was going ...