Opposites Attract

Shopping With The Girls

Selene made a face. Cream was not her colour.

"This one?" a baby pink one was next.

"She doesn't do pink," Penelope informed her.

"Do I look like I do pink? Or pastels of any description for that matter?"

Poppy shook her head.

"I'm going to need a little more information then, I've kept to the lower end of our price range but-"

"I'm sorry, did you just assume my budget and judge my class based on how I look?"

"Well, no I…I mean, I wasn't implying that…"

"Her fiancé is the son of Jeff Tracy," Penelope informed her cooly in what Selene always thought of as her 'talking to the staff' tone. Usually Penny was polite to everyone of any class, gender or nationality but sometimes she encountered people that she felt needed bringing down a peg or two. "I can assure you that she can afford anything she wishes from your little shop."

Poppy's eyes went wide as she realised just who she had in her shop and the potential for her business.

"I do apologise if my meaning wasn't clear, but I can assure you I made no such suggestion."

Selene nodded her acceptance although she didn't look like she believed her.

"How about we pick a style and then think about colour?" Poppy suggested, still trying to get back in her good books and Selene agreed, it seemed like as good a place as any to start.

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Selene stepped out of the changing room, lifting her arms and doing an experimental turn to show off the dress, knocking over a chair and catching the curtain of the changing room on the large hem.

"Well, it's… It's certainly pretty," Penelope hedged, taking in the sight before her.

"You look like a cake topper," Kayo added.

"Nope! Next!"

Poppy pulled back the curtain and helped Selene to step up onto the box they used as a small display stage for the bride-to-be to display her dress to her attentive bridal party.

Selene shuffled her way through a twirl, the tightness of the dress hindering her movements.

"It's a little tight," Penny observed.

"I can see your butt crack and nipples," Kayo informed her.

"Next!" Selene took the mimosa that Poppy's assistant handed her and downed it in one.

"It's a bit shapeless," Penelope hedged, casting an experienced eye over the dress that was hanging off Selene like a sack.

"It looks shit," Kayo insisted. "Take it off."

Sighing, Selene accepted the next dress.

"It's a classic," Penny mused, "but it's a little old fashioned for you."

"You look like you're playing dress up in your Grandmother's wardrobe," Kayo slurped down half her drink, sucking enthusiastically on the straw.