"Try this on too," Rebecca extended another dress towards Alexis to try for the fifth time around, making her already done with the day.
"I have clothes at home, Beck."
The frustration was visible but Rebecca didn't pay attention to it. She was again enthusiastically looking at each and every column to find more formal dresses for her to try.
"Yeah, sure. If you call some pair of jeans and same design blouse with different color as clothes then of course you have tons of them," Rebecca rolled her eyes, as usual.
"Then do you want me to run around with floor-touching princess dresses and high heels where my skirt weighs more than my camera?"
"Yes and no. I want you to run around with those dresses yes but not with your bloody camera. One more time I see you with it in here when you're not working and I'm going to smash it into pieces," Rebecca grinned viciously.
As Alexis gaped at her response, Rebecca pushed her inside the changing room again.
