She gulped air, biting back her overwhelming urge to laugh as he held out an example. She shook her head, the movement extreme. "Maybe you want to look over there, Mr. Leverett. In the men's department." She pointed to the other set of shelves on the opposite side of the store where there were robes in more muted, darker tones - and about less flower embroidery.

She then sent a pointed glare at the gaggle of girls, grateful they weren't her friends. Once thing she could count in her friends for - never being nasty.