As Navi and Katya approached the register, a girl with a tattoo near her eye and very loose clothing seemed to be debating with the manager, who was wearing a very bemused expression. "...and what I'm saying is, you could make much more money by marketing your underwear as lingerie that is both super hot and super comfortable. Here, think about this logically." The girl dug into a bag of purchases and extracted a garment. "See this? My girlfriend is going to love taking this off of me with her teeth. And when she borrows it because all her bras are dirty, she's going to love it still because there's nothing poking her in the tit, unlike some other lingerie places I could name."
The manager nodded, clearly accepting the girl's point as valid, but said, "Most people, no offense, aren't lesbians. It's not an issue. They just want to look sexy."
"Exactly! Sexy! Look, any guy worth buying lingerie for thinks that being a good lover is important. And it's easier to be a good lover when your girlfriend doesn't have her tits being manhandled by her own undergarments. There's fewer distractions. 'The lingerie that works for you... and for her.' Just think on it." The girl turned her head and noticed the Navi and Katya, apparently for the first time. "Hi. I'm Jason. Sorry to catch up with you so late, but I had some stuff to do back home, and frankly I wanted to avoid that awkward conversation I have when I'm changing with someone for the first time and they know I like girls and blah blah blah. Anyway. Hi."