Pick-up Counter

"Here we are," said Petra.

The section with the Maid of Honor gowns was just as magnificent as the ones for the bride. Though each gown was in a different color as opposed to be a sea of white and cream. John got the feeling that he was literally in a sea of satin and lace. "Does anyone get lost in that?"

Petra laughed, "Only some of the new girls. It's funny, sometimes they find themselves something nice to wear and they just wish they were a maid."

"Maid of Honor?" corrected John.

"That too," Petra found a rack of dress hung behind a counter. "Let me see... Ah, is this it?"