She was, indeed, standing in front of him. And it was real. Though, Katie wasn't exactly sure why he was there, or what his purpose for...was he spying? on her had been. Of course, she could always choose to believe that he was just shopping for his mom, but the way he was getting so nervous just didn't add up. She chose to ignore it, though. Take his word for it.
"I see," she responded, swallowing thickly. She took the scarf from his hands. "This is the color you want? We have others in the back, maybe?" She avoided his eyes, only looking at the scarf, and his forehead. It pained her to be standing this close to him without some showing any kind of affection, but she did what she had to do.