The tailor, with your new wardrobe

As you haven't even started getting dressed yet, Siora quickly realizes that she needs to be the one to answer the door. "I'll get it! You just stay put!" Siora exclaims as she hurriedly tries to pull her pants back on. When she fails to get her foot through one of the legs, she frustratedly tosses them aside again and decides to head out just in her panties. She has a skip in her step as she makes her way to the front door.

You hear an upbeat conversation in elvish for a few minutes. You finally get out of bed and peek into the front room to find Siora turning back to you with loads of clothes in her arms. She kicks the door closed with her bare foot and runs back towards you, rushing all the way to the bed before laying out all the contents of her arms on it.

You join her on the edge of the bed, marveling at the huge variety of clothes now strewn before you. "These are all yours now!" Siora exclaims.

"All mine?" you retort. "But you-"

"They're all yours. I requested them all just for you! Now let's see, what should you try first..." Siora ponders her options as she looks you up and down.