Diana had not noticed Loki's moment of freezing, having begun to speak with the gentleman waiting at the reception about their appointment. Like many higher class establishments for the making of clothes, it did not appear to be like a clothing shop at all. It was without a doubt decorated to the highest fashions, and the people who worked there were finely clothed, but it would be hard for anyone to say - on first viewing it - that it was a place were suits were made to exact measurements.

Which, to be fair, did mean it was the perfect place for them to be.

"Loki?" She called, standing at the bottom of a staircase. "We're to go to then first floor dressing room." There was a gesture upwards. "Come along, or you'll be left in out of season wear."