Luna shakes what her momma gave her!

Trixie had been hitting every clothing place in Canterlot looking for the very best delicates and intimates available. Normally, most of these places would be outside of Trixie's price range, not that Trixie had much need or desire for such things, but bits opened doors, as did a letter from Princess Luna. As Trixie was walking through the clothing district, she noticed a little place that she recognized instantly, due to the colors used and the dresses being displayed. The sign above the door read, "Canterlot Boutique".

"It figures... The only other pony from Ponyville, other than Pinkie Pie and Twilight Sparkle that Trixie would know would obviously have a business here? I mean, why wouldn't she..." Trixie said with no small amount of sarcasm to herself. Though, no pony else would be able to match Rarity's level of craftmares ship, and Luna did deserve the very best out there. Rarity, if she was in, wouldn't need the letter, just the measurements and the money. Trixie had already known what color schemes to use, and after having a long conversation with Luna about it, felt she understood the Moon Princess's style. Trixie had to admit, a small bit of glee entered into her mind as she thought everything out, knowing that if the fashion deva ever found out what then clothes were being used for, she'd probably turn as red as an apple farmers barn.

Trixie walked in, knowing that she also needed a few things if she was going to act as "Moonlight's" agent.

"I'll be right there with you, Darling!" a pony, assumedly, Rarity said from a back storage room. Trixie looked around a little bit and couldn't help but marvel at how pretty everything was. Rarity certainly knew her trade, and was an obvious master of it. Even Trixie could see that.

Rarity walked out from the back room still looking at an inventory ledger.

"Welcome to Canterlot Boutique! Where everything is chic, unique and magnifique, and all very affordable! Now.." Rarity stopped as she looked up. "Trixie? Whatever are you doing here? Much less in my boutique?"

"Ms. Rarity, Trixie finds herself helping a new performer breaking into show business and even potentially modeling and dancing. While I am well versed in keeping a crowds attention and managing a business, I learned long long ago that no one pony can hope to know everything about everything. My new client, a Moonlight Starbright, has expressed her desires to be a multifaceted mare, in the areas of acting, modeling, dancing and working in the public eye. There is no pony better at making a mare or stallion look their best with clothing than you. We have a modeling gig coming up very soon, a very private affair for the agency only and are in need of a wider selection of clothes than we currently have. The invitation was lost in the mail for a bit, so now we have to scramble to get what we need. I have my clients measurements as well as a sample of her coats color and her basic sense of style. She will need a number of simple, yet elegant dresses, gowns and skirts that while making her look great, must also be easy to remove for the sake of effective costume changes. She will also need a full line or two of lingerie, assorted delicates and corsets, corselets, leggings, stockings, nylons in various styles and within a certain color pallet. I'd also like to commission you for a few professional business suits and maybe a power dress or two for my own use in this endeavor."

Rarity was taken back, not only by Trixie's whole speech, but also the professional and seemingly lacking of attitude that she had during it.

"Well, yes, Darling. I'm sure I can help you with most of what you're looking for with very few problems. What kind of budget do you have?" Rarity asked the showmare, thinking that Trixie had maybe managed to scrape together a few thousand bits, at the absolute most.

"Our earlier efforts in Saddle Arabia were very profitable. We currently have a budget of fifteen thousand bits for this venture. I've already gone to many of the other tailors and seamstresses in Canterlot and none of them have what we are looking for, or have the level of craftspony ship that you have consistently shown in all of your work." Trixie said, attempting to butter Rarity up a little bit.

"Fif-fifteen? Thousand?! Trixie, how did you get that much money?" Rarity asked, a great deal of suspicion in her voice.

"Relax, Ms. Rarity. I got very lucky at a gaming table out in Los Pegasus during our travels, and while in Saddle Arabia Moonlight entered into a few of the beauty pageants out there. While she didn't win, she was certainly beautiful enough to walk away with a number of second place prizes and a couple of first place runners up prizes. That's how we got the modeling agency invite. I'd go into more detail, but as I'm sure you understand, we've signed a number of NDAs' concerning this. These measurements of Moonlight's are current as of last night. Will that be sufficient?" Trixie said smoothly and calmly. While she was lying, she was doing so for Luna's safety, and that meant more to her than her own reputation.

"Certainly, and I must apologize. I shouldn't have assumed that you got that money through some nefarious way. I'm sure you understand how a reputation grows and influences others in ways you never expected it to." Rarity said by way of saying sorry.

"Yes, it's fine. Trixie is really trying to turn over a new leaf." Trixie said with no small amount of honest remorse for her previous actions in her voice. With that Rarity and Trixie got to work on the what "Moonlight" needed.