Nolan looked at Henry with a strange expression which looked like a mix of incredulity and disgust. "I . . . I never intended to come here to take your clothing from your house. I thought you would send me to a professional or someone who could coordinate something for me."
"I can do that." Henry escorted Nolan out of the reclining room. "However, I am more inclined to know your lover than someone who is just paid to make you look trendy. I also do really enjoy putting clothes together. If I wasn't a businessman, I would have loved to do costume design for films. I did a bit when I was studying, but my father thought it was too feminine so I haven't in a couple years. I love this sort of thing. It's probably a side effect of having a butler with such a good taste for what suited my different teenage phases. You should have seen my Victorian goth phase."
