[It's a little awkward, but eventually they manage to get Vision dressed. Wanda takes a step back, both to get a look at their handiwork and allow Vision to get a look in the mirror if he chooses. And, oh, she was right, he's very dashing in this particular outfit.

She supposes it's fortunate he hasn't asked her if she has a fever or why her cheeks keep changing color. Maybe it's not as visible as it feels.]

You look good.

[It's literally across the hall, but Wanda instinctively reaches for Vision's hand again. This time they're staying in the antechamber that wraps halfway around Wanda's bedroom: part study, part magical library, and part workroom. In daylight the warding sigils aren't visible.

Wanda makes her way over to a long desk covered in books and various supplies and picks up a list from her trading partner. There are many reasons people prefer to use an intermediary, some legitimate and other hypocritical, but the arrangement seems to work for both of them and having a flow of orders keeps Wanda from getting too lonely around here.]

Hmmmm...it looks like they need a little of everything. We could start with cold medicine, or a potion for anxiety? Or a protection charm, if you'd rather start with enchantments. [She smiles.] How much magic do you want to start with?