"Up easy." He levitated her a couple of feet. "Pants.  Stockings.  Garter belt.  Shoes.  Down you go and lift your arms.  Bra?  You don't need a bra.  And now the dress - and you're decent again.  And you're pretty, whatever that is.  You look good.  Maybe I can get a job as a lady's maid if I'm not good for anything else.  Baths, shampoos, massages, hair styling, make-up, dressing for all occasions - I've even learned to do your nails in a fashion that suits you.  Will that be all, Madam?"