"You can't just go around looking at all the dresses." Karen said sternly. She sighed dramatically. Clearly this was a charity case. She was going to take a huge deduction on her taxes for this. "First of all, we've got to know where you're going. You can't just flit around everywhere in whatever cheap scrap of clothing you feel like."
She waited a moment and then looked at the girl expectantly. "Well? Where are you going? You're in here for a reason, right? Come on, Skinny, spit it out."