"Kurloz Makara," she reads, following up the name with a quiet hmm. The pictured matched his face, so she assumes that would be him. "The Stitched Stylist?" It's a strange nickname, to be sure.

"You're a fashion designer, then?" Something along those lines... The paragraphs that follow seem to be closer to a celebrity interview, though. Rather than try to read the full thing, she notes the edition and the name of the magazine. She'll have to hunt down her own copy later.

"What exactly do you design?"