"I told you already, Arthur. If you have something to say. Say it. The only one who is stopping this conversation from continuing is you. I can see the future, not read minds." She said, coolly and pointedly. There was only so long as she could take Arthur glaring at her. "Until then, I have no reason to be kept out here, while you decide on what to say."
Turning to Gwen, she smile slightly again, "Come, Gwen. I want you to try on the shirt to see if it fits. If not, I have the receipt."