Salesgirl investigates

Lauren called out from her changing booth.

"Vanessa?" She said, fear quavering in her voice. She crossed her arms over her bare torso, suddenly feeling very exposed.

"Ha, ha, very funny." Lauren said. "Now, the joke's over. I want my clothes!"

Still, silence. Cringing, she shivered a bit in the air conditioned boutique. She felt very exposed, and very isolated. That feeling was interrupted with a knock on the door.

"Miss?" A voice came from the other side, probably the sales girl. "You've been in there for quite a long time. Is everything okay?"

"No! My sister stole all my purse and my clothes!" Lauren pointed out. There was a moment of silence, then the door creaked open. In walked the sales girl, a tall tan woman with a dark tan and black straight hair pulled back in a pony tail walked in.

"Ahh! What are you doing?" Lauren gasped, throwing her hands over her lingerie.

"I'm investigating the situation." She said calmly. She looked around. "Why would your sister take your bag and your clothes?"

"I don't know!" Lauren squealed. "Probably some messed up prank! Get me something to wear."

"That's sort of an issue." The salesgirl said. "Our merchandise is far too expensive to just give away, under any circumstances. Now, I'll need you to come with me..."