[ A delighted squeal is all the confirmation Hilda needs to know that she's definitely hit the nail on the head in terms of general aesthetic and vibe. Hilda dramatically removes it from the hanger in order to drape it around the girl's shoulders, tugging up the hood so it rests just atop the girl's head. ] 

Oh, don't worry about that. I can get it for you! It was practically made for you and who knows if it'll be here by the time you get the coin for it?

[ She fusses with the cloak, flaring it out so that it gives the full effect of ethereal goddess. ] 

What did you when you were at home?