The younger woman gave Arran a weird look as he walked into the store, "Why are you wearing something like that. It isn't pretty at all." She pointed to his current garb and frowned. "Oh, that must be why you're here. So you can get proper clothing. Eek!"<br/><br/>She squeaked at the end right after a crack of flesh on flesh rang out in the shop. The owner had swatted the younger girl on the ass and turned to Arran while she continues measuring, "Now Rachel don't be rude. I'll be with you in a couple of minutes miss. Do you need to be measured as well? If so, strip to your unmentionables now. That'll just make it easier on all of us."