Sebastian draped Ciel with a robe before listening to the boy's thoughts. The Lord had indeed become a lot more wary of his surroundings. "I will be in constant presence my Lord. The next time the tailor arrives, he will not leave my sight. He is only human, although I detect a lustful scent on him" said Sebastian, finishing off his sentence with a slightly sly smile. The demon didn't say anything about it, but his eyes had communicated that he could also detect a somewhat reciprocating scent on Ciel. But if it was the Lord's intentions to keep the tailor at a distance, then so it shall be. "I will arrange for Mrs. Baker to meet you at her earliest convenience"

Later on that same day, there was a gentle knock at the door. Sebastian greeted Mrs. Baker who was dressed in her usual attire of traditional designs. Age had caught up with her, but her passion for tailoring still burned strongly in her heart. "Good afternoon Sebastian. I take it that dear Ciel is well?"

"Indeed he is Mrs. Baker. Thank you for asking. My Lord will be seeing you shortly in the guest room. This way please..." said Sebastian as he showed Mrs. Baker in. The master tailor was lead to the guest room where she waited for Ciel's arrival. When Ciel arrived, she stood up and courtseyed as best she could with her now slightly stiff back. "Good afternoon Ciel Phantomhive. I must say that I am surprised at the urgency of this meeting. I do hope my apprentice has not caused you any trouble" said Mrs. Baker who was genuinely unaware of Alex's... methodology and approach. As Sebastian poured tea for her, it was evident that Mrs. Baker had a deep look of concern on her face. Whilst she was not one to place a huge importance on the reputation of her business, she had to do her utmost to ensure that her clients are provided the best quality of service. An unimpressed or angry customer would be her downfall.