"Ooooh," Hikari coos, leaning in to inspect the revealed footwear as she continues in a congratulatory tone, "Your o-nii-san are really sweet, ne?  I always wondered what it would be like to have a brother!  I'd definitely want one like yours, they're perfect!"  The fact Sanro can overhear them doesn't bother her.  They are kids in the backseat of the car, the adult driving is required to ignore them by the sacred writ of parenting, or some-such.  Besides, she's not the sort to hold back praise for fear of seeming doting or infatuated.<br/><br/>The other girl's question does manage to give her pause, however.  Hikari's grin turns awkward, the corner of her mouth twitching a bit, and she looks quite like a rabbit caught in the headlights.  "Eh...  eh-heh...  eh-heh-heh!  Umm!  I normally make my own costumes!" she declares, almost defensively, and then quickly lowers her gaze to her lap where she's busily wringing her hands.  "I was in a hurry, though, so I started to come to try and help in my pajamas, and I only realized after getting halfway that it wouldn't do at all, but I couldn't go back!  So, I, um...  w-well, I sort of took it, I guess.  I left money, but...  do you think I should try and return it?"