She's... broken down into tears... apparently she's having a terrible time with her job, though I can't help but suspect that maybe it's an act to get me to settle for less.  I move to her as she's bawling, and offering her a vibrating ring for her clit, and I bring the girl into an embrace, pulling her into my bare chest and holding her close.<br/><br/>"You're not a terrible store clerk." I coo, seeking to soothe her "You'll make a sale soon enough; I know you will.  Now don't cry, please?"<br/><br/>I stroke her a bit, still attempting to soothe her, but it may backfire with what I have planned.<br/><br/>"I'll take a look around the store, and I'll keep the ring in mind; it sounds interesting, and I may end up with it in the trade.  Still, I'll take a look, so that next time I'm here, I'll know<em>exactly</em>what I want, and you can sell it to me.  Is that alright?"<br/><br/>Assuming she won't cry again, I'll begin to take a look around the store, looking to see what sort of items, specifically, that she sells.  If she goes to break down again, then I guess I'll hold and comfort her some more.