"But one thing has to be clear, I will be around here, watching you, and watching you alone. Do not call for me, treat me as a customer or client and use the excuse that I am sick, terrible flu and cold from my evening trot yesterday. I was outside when the storm just erupted and then quickly made my way back here," demanded Rarity a dead serious voice. After that she just wandered around the shelves and mannequins that stood in the shop itself. Her eyes gazed upon just what she actually had on display, while she waited for the commotion to begin. Waiting to see how Fleur would do it in her spot and she knew there was no way back. Her plan would either be a hit or a terrible miss if even one saw through the lies.