"It was on sale! I've never been so embarrassed."

But Sungki isn't a dragon...his fortune isn't endless, and they had the house to build, plus the children to think of. He does not want their children running around in homemade clothing. (No offense, Lavender.)

He huffs once he's on his feet, and pulls the hem down as best he can. A mother is fluttering around the lamp in the corner - the girls will definitely be okay.

"Was it gross?"