Elliot led the way to the changing room. "It's amazing that I just so happened to pick these clothes up," Elliot told her, continuing the little back and forth game, "They seem like they're just your size too." Elliot held a few of the skirts up for Pres to see, being sure to point out particular ones that Elliot had already pictured in her head would look best on Presley.
Elliot laughed a little after they had gotten out of sight. She probably needed to tone herself down a bit. If she got too excited, she might raise the heat around her too much. She wasn't too caring about who knew about her power, but she was caring about her friend being comfortable.