Be nice. Give her the overcoat

"Here," you say, draping the overcoat over her shoulders.

Deana looks up in surprise. "Th-thanks." She stands up and quickly buttons up the coat. It's long sleeves go past her fingers and it reaches down past her knees. Her body is pretty much covered up, but she still looks sexy to you. You know what lies underneath, and she's like a present just waiting to be unwrapped again. "H-how did you find me? Wait- you aren't..."

"I was just at the mall and just bought this jacket. Then I was driving by and saw those guys dragging you out." You quickly lie. "Umm.. why were they dragging you outside naked?"

"Grr.. that fucking pervert!" She screams. "I was just doing my job, and he suddenly starts ripping my clothes off! Then head office fires ME for destroying company property while he gets off scott free! He should be thrown in prison!"

You start to get angry and want to scream, but getting into a shouting match will be pointless. She'd probably end up storming away and you'd be out an expensive jacket. "Umm.. okay. Well, a lot of people are angry with Wahzoo. They are pretty underhanded with their fineprint and sucking money out of their customers. And hiring hot girls to sell products to unsuspecting guys."

"Well, I can't argue with that," Deana says. "Wait-did you just call me hot?"

"Guilty as charged," you say with a smile. "Hey, can I take you somewhere?"