The girl failed to notice Morag's weariness once enthralled by the dress she so desired. Money was, of course, no object; she'd call it (and everything else from today) a certification gift from Antonin.
"I eentend to!" Gabrielle chirped enthusiastically. With that, she unceremoniously dropped the rest of her bags right in the middle of the shop's floor and disappeared into a dressing room.