Better...hopefully...

"No shoes, no service"

That's what the sign said.

Felicity took a deep breath, her last attempt had gone badly, but her last attempt didn't have as much intel, this time around she was fully prepared.

Looking down at herself she wore a white tanktop, light pink running shorts (She felt she struck gold with the running shorts) and her sneakers. An appropriate outfit for a day like today. Again she read every sign, again they were mostly adverts, a lost cat sign...nothing that stood out. The blonde grinned to herself and headed towards the entrance, she sure that her disguise worked...the boy running the cash register would be too busy looking at her tits anyway.

Walking through the door her eyes scouted around the store, there were three other customers in here, childsplay. Her eyes hovered over the cashier spot...the guy from before wasn't there any more...he was replaced by a girl around the same age who seemed a lot chattier, always sporting a smile, chipper type like that.

This could seriously effect the plan...a rouge variable can alter everything...