Where are we going?

"Well Lauren, it's apparent after your plastic surgery none of your old clothes will fit." Vanessa pointed out. "So I thought I'd take you out to get some new clothes!"

"Uh, thanks but no thanks." Lauren said, eager just to get to the shelter of her home.

"Oh come on, it's my treat!" Vanessa insisted. "How often do us sisters get to go shopping together?"

Lauren could see she had no say in the station, which infuriated her all the more. She couldn't stand being powerless, especially when it was her bitchy little sister calling the shots. So Lauren loudly huffed and puffed, but kept silent for the rest of the drive. That was, until they reached their destination...