She tries to continue

"Oh.... crap." She mutters to herself her hands full of books and her jeans caught around her knees. With no one else around she decides to press on, her jeans slipping to her ankles and catching on her shoes, nearly forcing her to trip.

"Only one thing you can do now my dear." You whisper in her head and she takes your suggestion. Still holding the heavy pile of books she kicks off her shoes, allowing her jeans to slide completely off of her legs and being left in the middle of the store as she walks out into the back room.