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out of his bag. “So maybe you do one dress inspired by Seurat and one jacket inspired by Renoir.” He showed her a drawing he’d made in the museum of a coat covered in broad, loose brushstrokes. On the back was an image of the white dog from the painting. “I can draw dogs in my sleep.”
    â€œStunning!” Mickey said, grabbing the sketch out of his hands. “And brilliant.”
    JC blushed. “Why, yes, I am.” A yap came from inside his bag. “And Madonna seconds that.”
    Mickey giggled. “I meant the design. So we just need a third look inspired by a French artist, and we’re good to go.”
    â€œYou should thank Jade,” JC added. “She just pushed you to come up with an even better idea.”
    Mickey crossed her fingers. “Let’s hope it’s good enough to beat Team Jade.”

Mickey had never been to Plush Fabric. So when Mr. Kaye ushered them through the doors, her jaw dropped. She felt like she was in Disney World! She had never seen so many bolts of beautiful material and could barely contain her excitement.
    â€œYou’ll find it’s organized by section,” Mr. Kaye explained. “Cottons and silks downstairs; wools and jersey upstairs.”
    â€œVelvet?” South asked. “Where do I find velvet?” A polite saleswoman wearing a pair of scissors on a string around her neck directed South to the back of the first floor.
    â€œWe need some vegan leather,” Mars reminded Gabriel. “Chocolate brown.” A salesman showed them the section upstairs.
    Mickey wandered up and down the aisles, snipping off swatches of assorted colors so she could compare them. Jade snuck up behind her. In fact, she’d been following Mickey around the entire time, just waiting to pounce.
    â€œAre we making a patchwork quilt?” Jade asked, snatching a square of blue cotton out of Mickey’s basket. “What’s with all this mess? And ick! Is this polyester?”
    Before Mickey could respond, Jake jumped between her and Jade. “You have to see this silver metallic taffeta I found,” he told his sister. “It’s perfect!”
    Jade’s eyes narrowed. She was having fun taunting Mickey—and Jake had ruined it. “Really? Haven’t I told you never to interrupt me when I’m in the middle of something?”
    â€œBut it’s gorgeous—and really expensive!” Jake replied. He’d said the magic word.
    â€œExpensive? How expensive?” Jade asked excitedly. “I love expensive!” She forgot all about Mickey and wandered off with her brother.
    Mickey looked down at her basket, filled with multicolored scraps. She had no idea what to do for her third look—a romper? A pantsuit? A moto jacket? And what color should she choose? Maybe Jade was right. It did look like a big mess.
    â€œYou look perplexed,” said a voice behind her.
    Mickey expected to see a salesman—but it was Tony from the museum!
    â€œHey!” she said, smiling.
    â€œWe meet again,” he replied, bowing ever so slightly. “May I offer some assistance?”
    â€œActually, you could,” Mickey said. “I’m designing a mini collection based on three French painters: Seurat, Renoir, and I have no idea.”
    â€œNever heard of Monsieur ‘I have no idea,’” Tony teased.
    â€œI need a third one,” Mickey clarified. “But I don’t know enough about French art to be inspired.”
    â€œI see,” Tony said. “Tell me about yourself—as a fashion designer.”
    Mickey wrinkled her nose and thought hard. “Well, I don’t try to design like anyone else,” she said. “I guess you would say my looks are a little out of the box?”
    Tony took his phone out of his pocket and pulled up a photo of a boldly painted still life. The blue teapot and yellow and orange fruit practically jumped out of their canvas.