"It's eery how similar you are with the Isobel Evans that I know" Who she had issues with, mind you. The fact that the two of them didn't look like them same definitely helped her separate the two of them. If they looked the same, Liz wasn't sure would be able to stand there talking to her for very long. She still had many issue with the sister of the man she was in love with.
She was about to make a comment about herself in relation to this but stopped Isabel told her to hang on. She watched her for a moment then went back to looking at the rack she was next too. When she came back, she looked up at her with a smile. "That one" She told her, pointing to the one on the right. "How did you know what I was going for?" She hadn't mentioned it, after all. Just the color she didn't want.