Tabitha had been trying to find some perfect things for her new slave. Outfits that complimented her own wardrobe and also looked good on him. Seeing a particular pair of pants that would look quit fetching on him, she reached out to grab them. Instead of fabric though, there was another soft hand.
Tabi glanced up and offered an embarrassed smile. "Oh no, the fault is mine. I was lost in my own thoughts as well." She looked up at the woman, sure she'd seen her somewhere else before. "Oh no. I... I have a servant who needs some clothes and I enjoy shopping. I assume you are here for another as well?"