There's a moment where everything clicks together between a person and what they're wearing. Cinna gets to witness those moments, the moments where a person feels like the best version of themselves just because of the work that he put into a garment. He's just witnessed that with Angelica and even though it's her confidence, her happiness, her beauty inside and out, he feels such a high from the periphery of it.

"Oh Angelica, there is little to make of it as this is you in every way." He says.

When she says she's not in a hurry, Cinna hurries away to get a small box and return. He gets up on the circular pedestal with her and asks her to close her eyes here, open them there, adjust her lips just so. When he's done, her eyes are lined with dark kol to make them pop. The corners of her eyes and some underneath are outlined with tiny golden gems.

Last, but not least, he moves behind her to clasp a chandelier necklace, beads interconnected and entwined with one another cascading from her neck with barely visible wire so that it looks like the beads just float against her skin.

He steps back to eye her appreciatively and smiles. "Now. What do you think?"