As non-attractive as it was, Ally was shopping in Walmart as well. Sure, as a stripper, she could technically afford to shop somewhere better, but even strippers had to stock up on essentials. Once she had picked up some groceries, she wasn't quite feeling like going home yet, so she hit up the book section, kind of thinking that she would pick up a few magazines or something to read at work if she wasn't feeling like doing the walk around asking people if they wanted lap dances during a night. Hey, totally allowed to sit in the back and only do the dances on stage for a night if that's what she wanted. It meant less money, but some nights you just didn't want to dance on men's laps.