Madame Bella ushered Eldor and Felix to a corner of the room where racks of suits awaited them. Eldor, with his calm demeanor, began browsing through the selection with a thoughtful expression while Felix, still visibly distant from the group, stood with his arms crossed, seeming disinterested.
"Eldor, my dear, let's find something that matches the elegance of the occasion," Madame Bella said, her voice carrying a hint of warmth reserved for her esteemed clientele.
Eldor nodded, his eyes scanning the array of suits. He selected a charcoal ashy-black ensemble, impeccably tailored with a hint of silver threading along the lapels. As he tried it on, the suit hugged his frame perfectly, accentuating his stature and adding a touch of sophistication.
Madame Bella adjusted the fit with deft hands, her eyes shining with approval. "You look dashing, Dear. This suit complements your features splendidly."
