(Author's POV)
The assistant blinked. "Oh, that's one of our clients. She purchased that gown herself, actually. It's not a model shoot."
"Was she buying it for a wedding?"
The assistant looked slightly uncertain about the direction of the conversation, but answered. "Yes. She came in with her husband. They both chose it together. She was kind enough to let us use the image for the display - we got her permission, of course."
Jasper heard the words in the correct order. He processed them.
She came in with her husband.
"Thank you," he said. He turned around and walked out.
Behind him, Tiffany emerged from the back room, smoothing her jacket. "Who was that?"
The assistant shrugged. "A customer. He asked some odd questions about the window photo." She glanced back at the display. "Tha
