The pile of shoes made Gabrielle smile; maybe she was influencing Morag some! The younger girl had always been of the belief that people should try the things they claimed to hate, and in this case, the result seemed positive. For now.
"Eet was magnifique," she nodded, speaking kindly but snatching up the bag in a rather greedy fashion. "I do not zink I need anyzing else," she shrugged, giving the boutique a final look-over, "except for maybe a date, oui?" This time, she did not worry about Morag judging her comments.