Show up naked, of course

Five minutes later I heard a new commotion out front. The balding man and I walked back forward and I saw my mother and aunt in their own birthday suits.

"What's this, then, not letting people shop here naked?"

"It's inappropriate! You two need to leave or I'm calling security," a worker yelled.

"Actually," my mother countered, bare arms akimbo, "I came here to pick up my daughter who's exercising her constitutional rights as an Englishwoman to shop as she damn well pleases!"

"Well she's here," the balding man pushed me forward towards them, "you three need to go."

"No!" Susan insisted "We're standing firm, and I'm calling my daughter to join in this protest!"

I just groaned at what was happening.