Ana made a slow, nodding gesture with her mouth slightly parted. "I see," she said softly. A smile brushed her lips while she added, "I like small boutiques. I'll keep that shop in mind if I'm ever in that area. Although, with my son it's been harder to travel. Between that and running this shop," Ana said loftily with a sigh. She loved being a mother, though, so there was no trade off just to go to Sweden to buy clothes. Eventually it would happen if she wanted it to.
"Thank you. I don't think muggle shops could manage the concept, but for us witches, it's not so bad. Especially true if you love it as much as I do. I work endlessly." Ana had soft bags under her eyes, which indicated the lack of sleep over the years. No amount of beauty routine or added sleep now would ever erase those signs.
"Do you have any designs of your own already? Are you looking to be an actual designer, or merely own a fashion shop and market the clothing?" Ana asked, figuring that was the best line of questioning to determine which direction Cheryl should go in.