"Ah, zut alors! You look amazing, Molly!" You think so, Jacques? "Absolument! I never dreamed you could look MORE beautiful! Margie, you must work miracles, ch'te dis!" 'Heheh, I do what I can. How does it fit, Molly?' It feels great, quackidee. Like a glove. 'Are you sure? I tried to make it a bit loose. I always have trouble measuring over feathers …'