'Countries'! Oh, I remember those! A fellow I met at the Promenade told me of a country called the 'United States of America'.
[she regards the hanbok with trepidation, but also excitement, and, taking a deep breath, looks down at Kohran]
I suspect my retreating at this stage of the proceedings would be met with some resistance. All right, where should I change? There ought to be little rooms somewhere nearby, as I recall...
[she looks around, wishing she had her mechadendrites so she could peer more easily over the tops of the racks]