Why would you get rid of your men's clothes?

You hesitate.

“No, I... Think I want to keep them. Not – really ready to let go of that… style…”

You smirk awkwardly and she raises and eyebrow.

“If you think so, Lexi. I really don't recommend it, though. Don't you think you're already gained SO much more life quality with your new style jut this morning?

You gulp. Sure, she doesn't really know what that new “style” entails for you. But you also...can’t… fully say she’s wrong. You enjoy your new clothes and the way they feel on you and you sure enjoyed the experience in this store this morning. A lot.

“I. Maybe.. Thanks for… showing me the ropes, anyway. But…”

You pay for your new outfit, take the paper bag into which she carelessly stuffed your old clothes. A plain neutral one, not one with the store's logo, like she wouldn't want the brand to be connected with anything you used to wear before.

“Thanks you.”

You can just stammer.

“Of course, honey. Come back any time!”

She waves at you and you leave the store. Take your phone out of your pocke… purse and check the time. You'll be a little late for work, but not embarrassingly so.