Arthur smiles. "Ask away."

Jonathan frowns. "Hmm..." He pores over his books for a moment, then he smiles brightly. "Why didn't [i]I[/i] think of that?!" He sprints to the mannequins and starts mixing and matching the outfits, tearing them apart and remaking them. "I need extra hands. Hold this." He hands him a pincushion and a pair of scissors. "Do you mind staying here to help me? I could use an extra set of eyes, and I'd owe you a [i]big [/i]favor."