Choice of clothing

"You will have to try on any kind of outfit Ingrid makes for you in the morning." Dr. Bernard said.

"I beg your pardon?" Surely I didn't hear her correctly.

"You see, I love that girl almost as much as my own daughter. She has so much talent in fashion but not a lot of models to literally embody her vision. All I ask, considering you're already short on wardrobe, is that you put on the outfit she made for you come morning."

"What kind of outfit did she make?"

"You'll know it when you see it."

I swallowed. I knew I was going to regret agreeing to this but I found myself wanting for Dr. Bernard's approval very badly. "Right, whatever it is I will wear it."

"Splendid. Do you want to share a room with Bridget tonight? Or would you like to sleep downstairs Professor Finn? I understand that both you and Bridget are considered adults, and you may not be able to resist the temptations that come with staying under one roof together." Dr. Bernard's tone was even but held a hint of urgency.