Babs turned to look at the small tear in her shirt. She didn't really find it too big of a deal. Actually she found it more peculiar that the girl was rubbing at it. "It isn't too bad." She shrugged it off before she saw the girl going through the nearest rack quite speedily.
"You really don't have to. It isn't a big deal." She was waving her hands a bit. It was a small tug in the thread, a hole at most. It wasn't something that Barbara was too concerned with.