A set of clothes has appeared on the table.
Putting them on you notice they fit perfectly.
The smell of breakfast also is drifting into the room.
Walking down the stairs the waitress is waiting for you. "I hope you like your clothes. She has not been wrong yet for fit or style."
"Who?" you ask.
"The local clothes maker. Somehow she knows exactly what clothes to make for everyone. Turns out that includes those with tails."
Written by catprog on 04 May 2018
The end (for now)